Silly posture
Again another great day to be alive. Waking with cotton mouth and bedhead mass curls. Enjoyable to say the least.
A few goals to complete today. A few dreams to unleash. A positive stroke of hello to all those who are my friends, or had been.
A night of long hours to come but relaxation for now. Yet that isn't the beauty of the day, no hard work is a natural thing. The beauty was the gift of opening my eyes.
Clarity of the mind this morning. Certainly rolling out the red carpet for the most honored of guests in my day. Who knows who they will be but I am excited for everything that will begin.
Sure in a day I have my ups and downs. Yet right now I am just seated in my bed. Staring at my silly reflection in the mirror and watching the sunlight stream into my window.
Thinking that most of the items in my room will disappear be gone by June next year. The only things I am taking will fit in 4 boxes and 2 travel suitcases.
The fun I am going to have slowly dissolving it all. Then a long 2 day trip back home. Finding my severed roots and replanting myself within a community.
A bit overwhelming but I am going to see that doing so makes a good point within my spirit. This is to help my search and it brings me closer to a breaking free.
Sounds odd but a countdown has begun. Every day I have is one closer to that day of freedom. A kindness that will unveil itself. Mysterious yet attainable.
Sometimes the roots we burn are still wick, just neglected. We can still find hope that deep beyond the scorch marks there are green ties waiting to burst through.
Thst is how we must search in life. Try to find this life we lost or tried to kill off. Surprisingly it is remarkable just how much I am excited.
These moments where nothing but joy is found I am capable of seeing parts of stories that are remarkable.
It's not the want to regain what is lost but build on top. Good foundations and distances we go to confirm life still exists, is profound.
Yet do we think it is possible in friendships? One never knows unless it is tried. With that I believe anything is possible with faith and determination.
I just thought the last time I actually lived near home I was 25. It seems a lifetime ago. Truly amazing how young I was.
And now it's the welcome home, in so many ways. Just first I must release all that I have here to start a new chapter.
I smile.
But first today starts with a treat, peppermint mocha in my Keurig and a hug to my mom. Indeed. After I give my thanks to Jehovah for the eyes waking and the ragged breath I inhale.
It will be a day to remember. I gain that hope for sure.
Wherever you are friends love those around you. Expand yourself and give hugs, have great conversations - so deep that your find your dreams, and keep leaping for the next time you are capable of helping a stranger.
Smile. Those are the best gifts someone can ever receive.
A few goals to complete today. A few dreams to unleash. A positive stroke of hello to all those who are my friends, or had been.
A night of long hours to come but relaxation for now. Yet that isn't the beauty of the day, no hard work is a natural thing. The beauty was the gift of opening my eyes.
Clarity of the mind this morning. Certainly rolling out the red carpet for the most honored of guests in my day. Who knows who they will be but I am excited for everything that will begin.
Sure in a day I have my ups and downs. Yet right now I am just seated in my bed. Staring at my silly reflection in the mirror and watching the sunlight stream into my window.
Thinking that most of the items in my room will disappear be gone by June next year. The only things I am taking will fit in 4 boxes and 2 travel suitcases.
The fun I am going to have slowly dissolving it all. Then a long 2 day trip back home. Finding my severed roots and replanting myself within a community.
A bit overwhelming but I am going to see that doing so makes a good point within my spirit. This is to help my search and it brings me closer to a breaking free.
Sounds odd but a countdown has begun. Every day I have is one closer to that day of freedom. A kindness that will unveil itself. Mysterious yet attainable.
Sometimes the roots we burn are still wick, just neglected. We can still find hope that deep beyond the scorch marks there are green ties waiting to burst through.
Thst is how we must search in life. Try to find this life we lost or tried to kill off. Surprisingly it is remarkable just how much I am excited.
These moments where nothing but joy is found I am capable of seeing parts of stories that are remarkable.
It's not the want to regain what is lost but build on top. Good foundations and distances we go to confirm life still exists, is profound.
Yet do we think it is possible in friendships? One never knows unless it is tried. With that I believe anything is possible with faith and determination.
I just thought the last time I actually lived near home I was 25. It seems a lifetime ago. Truly amazing how young I was.
And now it's the welcome home, in so many ways. Just first I must release all that I have here to start a new chapter.
I smile.
But first today starts with a treat, peppermint mocha in my Keurig and a hug to my mom. Indeed. After I give my thanks to Jehovah for the eyes waking and the ragged breath I inhale.
It will be a day to remember. I gain that hope for sure.
Wherever you are friends love those around you. Expand yourself and give hugs, have great conversations - so deep that your find your dreams, and keep leaping for the next time you are capable of helping a stranger.
Smile. Those are the best gifts someone can ever receive.
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