In the middle of it, just before the inhale there is death, rebirth, like sleeping, another world, what we call dream, or beyond this plane, where our souls see, reach out, experience. Exhaling all fear, that which keeps you from. Now, fully expanded, lungs filled, abundance of air and miracle, you can’t not jump. Fall forward into imagination, life, creation, this New Year, new day bringing challenge, great great good and love. For each minute, every cell, atom, you are reborn.