My book is I, hopefully at my best and worst. The real boring stuff is somewhere in the middle.
For nearly a year now, I have been focusing on being awake --- seeing all the wonderful (and horrible) from this little corner of the world I live in.
I have attempted to share my "awakeness" with others so together we can savor every micro-second of our lives amidst its thrills and pains, ups and downs, the fat and thin, the noise and the silence.
I remember one day my book was rejected by a small printer. But yet the publisher was kind enough to send me a hand-written page-long letter of what I could do to get the book from my heart published.
So in my disappointment I found hope because someone took a few minutes to say some good things, to open new vistas and develop a rapport.
Maybe this book will never be anything more than an heirloom to hand down to my family. But it is a journey in hope and awareness that brought me to a new life.