The Start...

Out of the blue. From nowhere. There is was. Words. ...and it was May 9, 2010. 1015 hrs. Precisely.

How little did I know the world I'm entering. Luckily I didn't - as then it may have scared me to death. So I went with it. Took a step. Entered that door that was wide open in front of me. Looking back I realise I had no fear. Fear was not, and is still not, part of this journey. I feel I don't know the meaning behind that word. And that's a good feeling.

Right from the Start it was right. I felt it then. I feel it now. And I will always feel it. It washed over me like the most wonderful wave. It had all the makings of an ocean wave. It was a bit rough, yet soothing. There was the slow, gentle wash up on shore. The smooth pull back into the big pool of happiness. Now and then something in the way - like a rock, pebble, seaweed - but always back to the soothing pool of peace and harmony.

Don't be fooled by the pool though. It can be rough. Angry. Upsetting. Whirl around madly like emotions battering the walls of your mind. Pulling, plucking your heartstrings. One promise though - it will always settle back to a pool of peace and harmony. It will always surround you and cover you. Protect you. Be there for you.

I want to be YOUR pool. Protect. Wash. Heal. Soothe. Mess with you. Swirl you around. Be rough with you. Take you down deep. Then gently wash you ashore. And drag you slowly, but surely, back into me.

This is exactly how it felt at... the Start.