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Only when we let go of our attachment to how we thought life would turn out can the new paradigm be birthed. We don't know what kind of flowers will appear, but trusting that something will unfold out of the manure is the key. I live in a fog and haze these days. Going from tears to moments of joy to sneaking in seconds to create some self-portraits. Here I am. 36 years old. Being born again - uncertain of who I'll become but certain that staying present is the only place I can exist.