As J was driving off on her motorcycle she said “allow” was the word she proceeded with – just simply “allow” – and that’s what I told her — that I am moving through some force right now wherein I’m obviously or not so obviously trying to find the right way to maneuver but I’m sliding around on slippery edges and I’m brushing up against sharp angles and I’m falling down one minute and as graceful as a butterfly the next – perhaps there is no right or wrong way to proceed – but only to allow each movement to coexist.