It Begins Small

It begins small. It begins with a possibility...a intention.

I never do know what it is I'm going to find when I get myself out there. Some days - it's nothing. Most days - it's not. Some days - I find myself shaking my head and wondering why it is I'm doing this. But - mostly - I don't.

Always -  there is something unexpected that surprises me. No two days are ever the same. Each - brings its own unique color and sound and smell and taste. Each - day has its own special texture.

But - it always begins small. With an intention that has no real real goal.

In the end - the reward is in the process..the prize is in the pose. It's all about getting myself out there..even on those days when I don't know.