The beginnings of a book...

It all started with an image of broken glass. And how that broken glass might sparkle, like prisms as it fractures. How we look out of glass all the time -- windows, eyeglasses, windshields -- not realizing it distorts our vision. And breaking it might be like breaking free. And although that shattering is awful, it can be quite beautiful too. That was the beginning of UpSpark. Have you ever had a freeing moment like that, when perceptions get shattered and you are unbound? Maybe a little unsteady and unsure, but wonderfully new and unencumbered. I love seeing the world with new eyes, even if I have to shed a few tears to get there.