By Katie Tallo

I feel I am forever meandering in and out of the folds of my life. I nestle into one fold then can’t seem to rise up and find the grit I need to dive into another. This blanket, this world, this imagined reality is comforting and yet, in a flash, it shows itself to be wafer thin.

I can see through it — beyond my daily bowl of oatmeal, beyond my feeble attempts to train the perfect puppy, beyond my routines of keeping up with dirt and dishes – I see there is a fold untouched.

The spectacular lies just beyond my meanderings. The awe-inspiring lies a fold away.

How do I move into that fold? How do I meander towards something more than just this stalemate? How do I make that move? That move that will relieve the small sense of loss... More...