Whispering into the Void

My first post. Like putting a toe into the 40 degree water of a Canadian lake, or being asked to speak extemporaneously on a subject I know nothing about. Was intending to do this months ago when my life first took its new turn—a turn toward the unemployment line. But reluctance and anxiety prevailed.

Now I'm plunging in. Making ripples, exercising my fingers, uncluttering my mind. That's it. Not trying to entertain, teach, vent, show off, or connect. Don't want to raise the expectations of anyone. Just practicing "being" during this lull between jobs, cities, passions, mission.