a smidgen

something has come upon me. something so small yet that i daren't even speak it.  yet it simultaneously chills me and warms me to my toes and fingertips--quite a feat.  a stirring.  an idea the size of a mustard seed, but with potential to outgrow all the garden plants.  it perhaps would not sound like a radical idea, but it could have radical effects.  and it could also pose several risks, in both the physical and spiritual realms.  but then again, doesn't everything, conscious decision or not?  i may be just the person--inspiration and roots have already started to dig in a bit--but to make it work, i may have to be twice the person i've been.  this might be from God--but i must make sure first, if i can.  if nothing comes of it, then so be it.  but if it is from God--well, let it suffice to say that it may be a part of my Purpose.