She was naked, round belly full of promising life submerging into the Chilkat icy waters ritualizing her path into motherhood. Cloaked as a mountain goat I hugged all that she embodied, deliriously happy on the side of the road. Knee deep in the divine feminine.  I keep meeting myself. Chance encounters, soft choices barely audible. What if I were to make the biggest move and put all I’ve got into the Universe? So, I did. With the help of my…