Saturday, June 4, 2011

The Observer

There's someone I want you to meet - I call her my Observer. 

My Observer is alive inside me, distinct, real.  She's my narrator and historian, my faithful companion, my patient teacher.  She's a gift really because when I pay attention to her I am rewarded - I get to learn about myself, connect the dots in my life.  And there are a lot of dots.

So, this blog will be about my Observer because to know her is to understand me. And I want to be understood.

  





  

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