The image of me with the fans and the jewels running up my back is a depliction of the phoenix- the legendary bird.. that lit it’s self on fire to rise reborn from it’s ashes.. That is in essence what I have been through in the last 2 years of my life..when my marriage ended.. when my ex-husband broke my heart; that Grace died. She no longer exists anymore. I had to find life again. I had to remake myself and be reborn from the death of my past… my entire past..as you have read in my other posts. I had to find my ashes and breath life back into myself; I did this by finding the treasure in the pain. The PHEONIX is the symbol that I called upon to help me make this transformation and transition.. it has been a long and painful journey. But the rewards are priceless; I have become a strong and confident person.. the old me is like an old skin that I have shed. I am free of the old ways; the ways that held me back from living life to the fullest.. that was the way of FEAR.