When I pay attention, I notice that each day seems to have a certain message, a theme that is woven into its fabric and becomes visible to me when I look for it. When I keep my eyes open, I notice the signs offered to me by my surroundings. There are clues hidden everywhere. And when I remember to listen, each day seems to have something to tell me. 

The only thing I know is that everything is changing, always. Everything is shifting and moving and transforming and constantly becoming something new. My perception of the world – and my own self-image – is not what it used to be. Reality is different now. I am different. And yet, I am still me.