Becoming Fully Baked

I just took a tasty morsel out of the freezer, discovering my protein muffin was still uncooked as I took a ravenous bite.

At the time I baked them, I took pride in reflecting my can-do attitude, a comfortable place in my mid life journey.

It took years to get to this place in my sixties having many lessons develop: evolving and maturing but it didn’t occur to me that I was still, maybe, half-baked.

So I’m still going to keep mixing it up and continue to sow the seed of shaping and forming my vision of who I am.