I am here, now.

I am moments from my 57th full year on the planet and I feel lucky.  This is the year to sink my teeth into what inspires me and feeds me.  As this new year is approaching I have been thinking about my time here, my first lifetime on planet Earth and from this vantage point I can see with more perspective than I have had before.
I realize how numb I was as a child, barely here, because I was barely here.  Even as the tail end of the first wave of  consciously evolving beings, with so many before me, I was numb and barely here.
It felt like being tossed from a boat into a foggy ocean.  I couldn't find my bearings, I looked, I listened for familiar sounds, sounds I could no longer remember.  This mind I have could not remember the sounds of my essence, who am I and what is this place.  I couldn't even form the questions.  Like stepping into hostile territory with no map . . . and luckily as children not much is required or expected of us.  There is time and space to wander and build the odd spaceship in an old lumber pile.
Looking back I can fill in some of the noise, the sound, I can see more of the picture.  And now I can find my footing and feel the adventure I so readily volunteered for that seems like just moments ago.
I am glad to be here, and 57 is a very good year and I am most certainly lucky. 
Cheers and love, Kimm