Writing My Story📝

My story…proof that life can be scary and bizarre, yet wonderful. Heartbreaking yet amazing. 

My story…is far from finished, and it won’t be till I’m in the ground ( in my case, my ashes scattered to the wind). New passions. New adventures. New people. New purpose. Possibilities arise with each new day.

My story…the next new chapter of my life is being  written. 

My Life = Moments Of Becoming and Achieving My Dreams and Aspirations 

Found this tucked away in my journal from 2015….it deserves to see the light again. 

THINKING OUT LOUD

There is a place where my soul feels at rest. Where my heart beats in a gentle rhythm and my feet are steady.

There is a time when I feel alive from my head to my toes. When I know I’m living my purpose. When I am my most authentic self.

There is a place where my hips sway to a pulse known only to me. Where my mind wanders in and out with the waves. Where my eyes shine with the sun.

There is a time when I am grounded and simple. When I am full. When I am easy. When everything just works.

There is a place without struggle. Without fear. Without worry. Without barriers. Where I can feel. A place where I can see.

There is a time when there is only love, and light, and happiness. Where there is song, and dance, and celebration, of living.

There is a place that sparks a change. That grows the will of ten thousand men and the strength of a million. There is a place that inspires a new existence.

There is a time that is right. Opportunities are abundant. Thanks are offered. Praise given freely. When I just know. When I just, do.

There is a place. There is a time.

This is that place. That time is now.

(Author Unknown)