I have been walking lightly, living on the surface of things, thinking that if I look hard enough I’ll understand what’s underneath. I've imagined it, often vividly, but I received only fragments of meaning. But to really see and know I have to tread firmly, confident that when I fall (because we all fall) it will not be into nothingness. It is the unknown that frightens, yes, but there is always something in the darkness. If I open my arms and welcome that something like a new friend, I will succeed. I will be safe.