I would like to say that life got in the way and I have not had the time to write this blog but the truth is, I would be lying. I got in the way. Sometimes we are so blinded by our daily existence that we refuse to see that there's bigger and better things out in the world for us to find. That happened to me and for the past eight months I have been living everyone's life but my own.
There is a saying that you have to be happy being YOU before you can concentrate on anyone else. So true is this word of wisdom and though I knew it all along, I concentrated on all the things that were not mine and focused my energy on making the world presentable. I moved things, organized small spaces, got rid of, added more, placed pictures on the walls of lives that I never should have been working on in the first place. You have to help yourself before you can even attempt to help others.
So here I am on this overcast day in January. The sky is an angry grey, my heart is pumping fiercely and my eyes can see the beauty within the coming storm - I am free again. Not from shackles or bars but free from the prison in my head where I placed myself. It was a hard road and the healing has only now begun but this is a start. Baby steps I say, I've never had a lot of patience but I am learning - time is a good teacher.
I've missed the rain and dancing in it, I've missed the feeling of so much potential building up that it scares you to the core, I've missed the smell of fear as I try to do something that is bigger than my dreams, but most of all I miss waking up knowing that I can be anything, do anything, achieve anything that I want to.
My life will no longer be defined by the meaningless drivel that just takes up space.
Heck no!
Because my life is a journey...and everyone else is just along for the ride.
