...the long, slow, deep breath - the gathering in of strength - that precedes a daring leap into the unknown. Teetering on the brink is the stuff nightmares are made of, yet taken in slow motion, the same loss of balance becomes more dreamlike. The Fertile Void can be where we let go of demons and demands we don't need anymore and begin building new dreams, one well-lived day at a time.
-Suzanne Braun Levine, Inventing The Rest Of Our Lives
(print by Tracie Andrews)
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