Thoughts from a foggy sunrise

It's that song from your youth you sing in the shower on a weekend night when you realize you are still alive and can still acheive that thing in this life which makes your heart pound. It is not "too late". It's that inner peace that comes from accepting you have within you the tools to refine the skill. It is capturing the pure energy that arrives with the release of creativity and, every once in awhile, knowing that what you can produce is good. And it is knowing the rest of your life can be a climb toward becoming better, and whether you ever do become better, or best, or just okay at this thing you love, you have spent the commodity of your time well; for your spirit is watered. And your mind is alive. 

This is what it is to pursue that thing in this life that brings your bones and your spirit closer together, and dare I even say, what you were created to pursue.