the very tight circle of what I would call my "guardians of rough seas" were always there to help me re-fuel, re-energize, and get back on track. I could not have made it this far without them. But now I feel like I'm moving into more uncharted territory and international waters, where my calls for help need to transition into fewer moments of fear and crisis and more of me calming my own waters, often unsettled by my own making. I know how to use a flare gun, I can swim (okay, doggie paddle), and if hard pressed, I can paddle too in order to keep moving even when the waters get rough. I will start thinking more on my feet, believing in the best...but allowing for upsets as well.