A friend o mine gave me some years ago a big book with white pages. For a long time I was scared to write or draw in it, because is was such a beautiful book and 
I did not wanted to ruin it.
Then, a couple of years later I started to write on the first page, this was 5 years ago. Now more pages are filled and every so often I pull the book out to write some of my inspirations or poems in it.
And sometimes I pull the book out of the shelf to read what I was writing in the past.
Today I read and I think it is now time to every so often share what is written in there…
Trust the muse out there in the open space take on the challenge to filter out the words which later on become a poem, a story or a saying trust that you will not be embarrassed but that you will become a doula, a midwife of the unspoken words of the open space the cosmic, common consciousness do not try to stop it, be in place to catch the words love life and have some fun enjoy the stories which come alive through you hk august 2012
who said elephants can't fly? 