Once upon a time...

A little girl's daddy endowed her with the gift of performance. Even if he didn't know it at the time, his gesture literally set the stage for the young girl's life, as she would continue to build and create upon the magic at her feet.

And her fingertips. From her feet to her fingertips, this little dancer...
this little piano player...
fell in love with giving of her self on stage.
Through melodic sound, her soul sprung forth from her core, her fingertips and eventually,
her voice.

She will fight with it. She will love it.
It will abandon her. It will guide her
It will consume her
It will be recognized...
by all who wish to hear it

She will open more portals to get there.
The feet, the fingertips, the voice, the loins, the heart and back to the fingertips once more.
Dance, play, sing, love, yearn and...
write.
WRITE!
She will write like her life depended on it.
Because it does.

So when she remembers, she picks up a pen. And writes.
Her destiny. Her future, her past.
But most importantly, her now.
She will write through the thoughts, the words, the ifs ands and buts.
She will write past the insecurities, the doubt, the worries and the fears.

The time is now. To use her gifts and realize her dreams.

Isn't it time we all did?

~ Lisa Michelle