The hero awaits

While you have been doodling with your time here, have you heard whispers in the night? During the midnight hours have you heard sounds that seem familiar? Is it the sounds and images of your life that was, is, and still can be?
Sometimes I feel that we have just bought into the whole charade. The charade of commerce. The charade of consumerism. The charade of the false deities. The constant chatter of nonsense. And as we are hypnotized by the droning sights and sounds of it all our life clock ticks down.
What to do? So with all our imperfections in place, open up to time, the ticking of your life, the sweetness of the moment and seek your story that can still be told.
The whispers are all your dreams of what can still be trying to get through the noise. Seek you out. Be brave. Find the hero in your tale.
It is time.