Kathe Izzo

Sometimes the big opportunities can only squeeze through an almost collapsed opening. It’s the only way they can be born, they are called to these slivers of light. It is basically the definition of birth, to become infinitely small after being so infinitely expansive, in order to take on the extraordinary journey, with the hopes of becoming, you know, infinitely expansive again. You have to pack pretty light to get that small. It involves sacrifice. I am not known for this kind of streamlining, more of a steamer trunk kind of girl, from another era. But it doesn’t make any difference, anyway, what you carry. You can’t compare yourself to anyone else’s soul assignment. I don’t care if someone tells me I am addicted to struggle. I obviously need to have my mind so wrestled to the mat in full body restraint in order to surrender.