Will and Grace

Sooo it all started at birth! The birth of what I don’t really understand. Was it the birth of the universe or just quite simply the birth of me. Me, complete with she - my truest nature, and all the other parts that needed to come to life to guide me through the maze of a conventional life.

When I was in second grade, she, my true nature, was recommending that I create a picture by cutting construction paper into rounded designs and then gluing them to the outer edges of the paper. After that she said make stars all over the blank spots, use the sparkling markers. This filled us with joy! While drawing brilliant and sparkling stars, the second-grade art teacher told us we were working on something else. The joy drained from us and she, my true nature, silently faded inside.

But that was a long time ago and she is back! When I think back over the decades, she made many appearances. I now, know she was speaking to me with intuition, passion, daydreams, nightdreams, and out and out words that I dismissed as odd. Truthfully, I looked around to see who was saying them, saw no one and easily shrugged off the voice.

While struggling to live an appropriate conventional life, a part of me developed to fear her and another part became a vigilante on patrol. My vigilante’s mission was to admonish and squelch her input, her knocking, her wants.  The vigilante and fear parts were excellent at their jobs. How else could my conventional self grow, respond or react in an expected fashion. I grew to believe “I” was the conventions that I lived within. And really had no idea who she was or her mission.

But through years of interment remarkable events and people she introduced to me (her way of leaving bread crumbs for me to find her), I can only think of her as GRACE………..