Do not fear not knowing, get up and go and see. It feels so wonderful to continue working on a dream that we are so good at. She sits in the field of her thoughts mingled with yours, her ideals tossed with yours and then a spark flies below in her belly. She is drying out.
This is right, I know what I need. We know when its time to go home, to hand over what we have been so busy with, but it is hard. Every day she takes each star from the sky and washes them and carefully places them back in the sky. They talk with her and sing with her but one in particular asked her to go into the ocean with him. He asked everyday until she said yes. She was afraid to go and leave her work and find something new but she could feel the monotony draining her creativity and so she went with him.