The Garden of Cosmic Speculation

Listening to your inner voice can transport you to worlds on a bridge between dreams and reality. As a storyteller and cosmic wanderer I find myself exploring this bridge and discovering a garden made up of starlight always radiating with awe and inspiration. It is by all definitions, everlasting. My very own personal space-time portal to a multiverse of wonders anytime anywhere.

The bridge is always overlooking the garden. It is a projection of where life takes you at any given instant on your timeline. It is a two way conversation between the mind and heart. Thoughts, dreams and feelings…a continuous cycle that can spiral anytime into chaos shaking the very structure of the bridge. Then find yourself falling and landing somewhere unknown in the garden. But whenever you land you always discover something new.

I’m slowly returning to this blogging experiment while working on readjusting to life in England. Being back to my original home, Nottingham from New York city where I have lived most of my adult life has been far more challenging than I first thought. I have never lived in the “real world” in England since all my real world living has been across the Atlantic.

I feel like a stranger in my own hometown yet I’m rediscovering myself. I’m exploring the garden of cosmic speculation, finding old and new paths to venture. One day soon I will return to the city that never sleeps, my other home, NYC. As I spontaneously write this on a 3 hour coach ride home from London in the rain I remind myself of how life is full of surprises and discoveries. Being in Barcelona for the past few days was not only fun it was also me continuing to rediscovering myself.

Life is a fuzzy canvas until we bring it in focus and reveal the open windows. I believe the only way we bring focus is with love and kindness. As authors of our timelines we have the power to change the course of our histories. For every open window revealed there is a pathway to self-discovery and the discovery of others…on the bridge above your garden of cosmic speculation. And it all begins with listening to your inner voice.