My ART and SOUL is M.I.A.

Here I am.

I am lost. Not just lost but L….O…..S…..T. Not in my marriage, not in my personal relationships and not with my family. Not in my mind, however a little in my soul but mostly – in my purpose.

I have a passion, I have a desire, I know my truth, oh how I know my truth; but I have come to a point in my life where circumstances have brought my purpose to a head-splitting, bone crunching, screaming halt. The screaming halt is the result of smashing through a brick wall, with a few bounces and a trip down into a ravine before my halt ended dangling from a tree limb a 100 feet in the air…and I can hear the branch starting to split and crack.

Okay, so L…O….S….T along with unbearable terror and pain. Where – oh where the HELL – is that epic movie scene where a helicopter appears out of nowhere with a hero dangling from a wire with his arm outstretched and yelling, “it’s okay, I am here to save you, I won’t let you fall. Just reach out and take my hand.”

I am reaching out! Liar.

Yeah, no epic movie scene just me. Here I am.

Here I am, dangling, trying not to look down.