I woke up one morning to these words running around like a playful child in my head:

I became what I became

Because of what I had become

In the journey of my becoming.

I am wounded – I worry, I wonder and I wither.

I am a warrior – I watch, I wait and I waken

I am a seeker- I sense, I savor and I see

I am a lover- I live, I long for and I learn.

I am a woman- who is still becoming.

-Corie Dulken