It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.

It´s funny how sometimes we avoid living and settle for the "existence" card, instead.
It´s a matter of self defense nature vs the wild spirit who wants to remain untamed.
We´re afraid of being hurt or broken, of the unknown or what might not turn out the way we expect
And we stand still when we are supposed to live and learn from experiences.
I think of life as an open book with blank pages ready to be filled with those living experiences.
Found myself writing a little list these days between sips of strawberry tea and sweet drops of red wine
in the company of Joni Mitchell´s foggy lullabyes. and this is what i found in ink so far...

.Take chances. Stop seeking perfection and looking for every answer.
.Try to find at least one magical instant between the sun and the stars everyday.
.Enjoy new adventures under a rainbow sky. Always look at things with kaleidoscope eyes.
.Embrace my spirit animal a little more and howl loudly under the moon.
.Spin with the head in the clouds and the feet on the ground.
.Play with lovely prospects. Laugh at the odds. Walk new paths with the word "love".

The heart can be a prison of fears or a castle of dreams. Which one is yours?

Mine finds pleasure in music and dreams.
Like a rock n´roll ballerina i'm determined to dance.