Sunday, April 19, 2009

It's About Time

I'm happy; really happy. No pressures, no guilt, no pity; that's all done. I was sitting on the beach this last Saturday watching people, listening to the sounds, and I really decided this spot that I'm in right now is a blessing. I guess it wasn't a decision it was a shift. I'm letting go of the baggage from the past. And I'm ready to slowly embrace the future and whatever it holds.

I like thinking about the many lives I've led. The experiences I've had and the learning opportunities that have cropped up. Each life and opportunity has molded me to take on the life that is set before me; whatever it may hold. Here a deep thought; Life is like a role playing game. I use to watch Jeremy play the games and he'd have to go from character to character and have a conversation with them or buy something off them. With each conversation or new item he would earn experience points. Also each conversation and item helped him get to the next level. I realize life is not a game and the people that enter into our lives are not just pawns to enhance our life. Though I do believe that God allows people go come and go though our life and we have the opportunity to embrace what they have to teach or disregard the experience as a mistake. I've learned so much from the friends both male and female; my family; my dates; my boyfriends; and my loves. Each have played significant roles in helping me appreciate myself, the world, and my future. Each have inspired me to live differently; to live better.

I've watched this evolution of self and recognize it's a process which will continue throughout my life. At this point, I'm looking at my world since I've moved to LA. I am blessed. I've pulled though the toughest part. I am saddened for the casualties along the way and hope that in some way they will feel at least some of the optimism that I hold. I no longer feel like a dove with a broken wing. I feel healed, released from chains. The colors of life that once faded to grey due to the divorce have not come back and they are brighter than ever. It's about time.

1 comment:

  1. Thank God that Jesus cares enough about us to heal our broken wings, as we are meant to soar...

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