Emerging Me

Getting organized is my task at hand today. So much to do and so little time to do it all in. Sometime I feel like an emotional caterpillar with the anticipation of knowing who I stand on the verge of becoming. Waiting to take my wings and explore the beauty of me. Still I wrestle with allowing myself to go first, not to allow others to take up my space. The emergence of me happens one step, one product, one day at a time.