Being on the Verge means listening to my soul. Not only listening to it – really, really hearing it and letting it sing out loud. Releasing it from it's bounds – so it can ring true – even if it can't carry a tune, let it belt out a song with the enthusiasm of a 5 year old. Let it bring a smile to my face.

Being on the Verge means living my dreams out loud. Taking my ideas out of my brain, holding them like baby chicks and helping them grow. The more that they are nurtured, the longer they live. My aim is to make all of my dreams come true and watch them grow into a beautiful legacy that time and space cannot contain.

Being on the Verge means being unafraid to fall. Making mistakes and falling down do not concern me. I have learned how to get back up pretty damn well, plus I have plenty of cushion to help me bounce (thank you booty Goddess.)

Being on the Verge means being curious and growing every day. Being unafraid to learn something new and taking it for a spin. Poking my finger into the sauce and taking a taste. Putting on the goggles in life – and jumping... even if sometimes I have to squeeze my eyes vice-grip shut to get through it.

Being on the Verge means being able to laugh at myself – the water streaming out your eyes, pee your pants, clutch your sides guffawing - at the ludicrousness that life presents. My mother used to say, I was my own best audience, and when I am laughing at myself, I know she is right.

Being on the Verge means being unafraid to love. Knowing that love transcends all – even death. Each day, my heart swells with love, I am so grateful.

Being on the Verge means allowing myself to fly. Sometimes my flight seems fanciful, but oh is it glorious to simply bask in the quiet, the view, the smells. Sometimes my flight is purposeful – with a destination in mind and my head is filled with a to-do list. But, allowing myself to fly means both flights have meaning. Both flights feel right. And both flights are so on the Verge.

Ana Lewis
Founder
Womenontheverge.net