While dancing in the rain at the dog park today, which was more a marsh, I let my mind wander and my limbs sway and flow to the rhythm in my heart.  It was so liberating to finally be stretching beyond the logic I use for my career all the while delighting in dancing while the rain softly fell. I was relieved to finally become aware of the fact that I’m restless as I have not been writing. I have not allowed the boundaries of my mind to bend in the endlessness that it is. Writing is an outlet and without that outlet there is only the build up of pressure. When I express I’m giving form to my voice and this blog is…