Wild Woman Takes a Leap

There came a moment in time,

trekking the dutiful path

of Obligation and Responsibility,

when I felt my soul shriveling inside me,

felt like I existed only to work,

and bring brown paper bags of groceries

in the front door.

It had been too long.

I knew I had to choose: 
to follow my soul's calling

or learn to live without a dream.

And I knew I couldn't live 
without a dream.

I gathered my courage

and made a mighty, prodigious leap,

landing just right, at sunset,

beside the sea,

a whale diving and surfacing in the bay.

Since that one, terrified, 

but knowing-I-had-no-choice,

trusting-the-Universe moment,

I have never been the same.

I became the Wild Woman 

I was always meant to be.

- for my prompt at Poets United's Midweek Motif: watershed moments, a defining moment in time, after which one is never the same. That decision divided life before and life after. When I landed on that shore, I felt I had finally come home - to be the person I was meant to be. It was the best decision I ever made. Those were the most joyous years of my life. True, unequaled happiness. 

I only had ten  years there, in my heart's home, and have missed it every day since. But at least I had those ten spectacular years, when joy was my daily companion, in love with the beauty of the wild west coast.

I am working Wednesday, my friends, so will catch you at Midweek Motif as I am able to, in the evening at the latest. Wednesday! Hump Day! Yippee!