Imagine you are a clumsy, middle-weight, middle aged white lady. Yeah, I know, not sexy.. Now imagine your role models range from Granny from Hoodwinked to Jesus.

Now imagine that your kids are adventurers. They wanna learn to wake. You are intrigued. It is clearly challenging, but like the ballerina hippos in Fantasia you want to expand your natural skill set.

So you suit up. Sit on the dock at the “lil’bro.”. You get very good advice–cannonball, keep your feet like–this.. Which foot do you kick with?

You nose dive. You feel silly.

But gradually you get it.. When it happens you think–woo-hoo!!!. Actually you shout it out loud.

Waking is addicting. A very good thing.