The Verbal Journey Begins

For me, language is far too concrete, a straitjacket compared with the purity of visual imagery.

My mind is filled with images, never words.

~ Eric A. Johnson

...and the images filling my head usually are, in the World's terms, ordinary, but I am learning to redefine the worlds within me by my own terms. Plain and simple, I choose to see the extraordinary in the ordinary. That goes for how I see myself as well. Beauty comes in all forms. ALL forms.

And since I think visually and am not a writer (not even close), a blog is going to be scary for me.

But I am learning to battle my fears, one at a time. Slowly. Imperfecly.

And so, the verbal journey begins...........