Umm .. this spring, it was my first glimpse to my subconscious. I met the my shadow. This time, I met her. It all started 2 weeks ago. When I got in contact with canvas. I knew something is happening. Now I know what. Many dreams, over all those years. Many fantasies. Many years, living under her. Bringing her to life over and over, like the phoenix, burning in her fires.

So, now what. Book says, there must be no doubt about weather she is real or just a figment of imagination. This thought must be a guideline. Only after I shed some light on this, I can continue to plan forward.

This feels terrifying, but still liberating. Positive, but so intense I felt on moments I could burst into tears.

Dodged a bullet there.