I am iced cappucino and almond-honey scones. I am gregorian chants. I am daffodils and irises and lilies and ivy. I am rolling down the side of a grassy hill and giggling the entire time. I am chocolate covered espresso beans, patchouli oil and raspberry bubble bath. I am dried flowers and vaulted ceilings, I am purple hair and a silver nose ring, I am oversized sweaters and patchwork quilts and sunflower fields. I am chili peppers and alaskian king crab. I am fried zucchini with ranch dressing.

I am vision, I am art, I am black and white photography. I am spiral curled hair and creativity. I am hope, I am strength in numbers, I am big fluffy pillows and soft down comforters. I am chocolate covered cherries, I am staring too long at the sun, I am zebras and penguins, skunks and wallabees and gnus.

I am dancing in the rain, I am classic winnie the pooh (and tigger too!), I am craypahs and watercolours, I am collages and feminist thought, I am lost hours in a bookstore. I am blowing bubbles, I am foggy mornings, I am phonetic scrabble and grilled cheese sandwiches.

I am mysticism and cloud shaping, I am hardwood floors and windchimes. I am swimming naked under a starry sky, I am fiery red silk and whipped cream. I am adobe photoshop and blueberry muffins, I am baby powder and angels, I am tahini and couscous and music boxes and missions.

I am sandalwood incense and stubby white candles, I am a convertible with the top down in a thunder and lightning storm, I am Bach and Beethoven and the Unfinished Symphony. I am french-braided hair, I am cafe au lait, I am the top of the stairs. I am playdoh and crayola, I am legos and stuffed animals, I am sleeping in the bathtub when I am scared.

I am the roaring of the ocean, I am the breaking white water on tall pointed rocks, I am sailboats and ocean liners, I am jellyfish and sting rays. I am a lonely penninsula, I am a flock of seagulls and a murder of crows, I am fragments of fabric and panning for gold. I am dusty cathedrals, I am stained glass and tessera, I am statues and fairydust and blustery days.

I am asleep in the rocking chair, I am snuggling my daughter, I am striped flannel sheets, I am a collection of note cards. I am comfortable socks, I am scrunching my nose, I am windmills and teardrops and soft kitten fur. I am fine art, I am poetry, I am chamomile tea with honey. I am loved, I am loveable, I am loving. I am brave, I am strong, I am loud, I am telling, I am alive. I am that I am. Simply, I am.