I don’t know where to start. I’m not sure where the beginning is. We change by increments until–at some point–change changes us…and we are transformed. And transformation no longer recognizes the path of its creation. Is that what happened to me?
Shedding Skins. That’s what I thought I was doing. I thought, like a snake, I was simply outgrowing my skin…sloughing it away through different stages of my life so that new skin could emerge. As a child, I watched garden snakes lie quietly as their bodies made small, rippling motions that pushed the old skin away. I wondered if it was painful (I think it was.) And I was mesmerized by the brilliance of their new, fresh scales emerging. I watched them slither away when done, and I collected the discarded skins…I was fascinated by shedding skins! Continue reading “Shedding Skins–Awakening”









