And as I spilled my struggles over not knowing what was next, his eyes seemed illuminated from behind, almost phosphorescent, as if he could see through me. And when I left, halfway down the darkened hall, I turned back to see him standing at his door. He smiled, clutched a hand to his heart, then thrust his fist skyward, and with the touch of a French accent—as if to send a soldier off—he declared, "Couuurahhhhge! Couuurahhhhge!" - Victoria Labalme, Risk Forward, pp. 132-133 (Words and drawings in the image from none other than Jim Henson, himself. Methinks the lady is, rightfully so, amongst royalty. 😊) #InnerCurrent #riskforwardbook #riskforward https://www.instagram.com/p/COOHC0KBogv/?igshid=1trzcag37k6os











