How to start?
Isn’t that always such a good question… where is your starting point? Halfway through? At the beginning, the beginning of the end?
After all that I have been through lately, something has changed, a multitude of things. I myself as a person, as a whole. It is the weirdest thing. I wish
I could explain it to someone.
After two weeks of intense meditation, reflection, hard work on myself, medication, self realization and any other -ion you can think of, something has begun to turn.
The wheel of life I suppose. I feel a sense of self. I feel more empowered. I feel that I am gaining my life back again. Regardless of all the hardship and all the trials I had to face.
They did not make me. My reaction to the hardship also did not make me.
I decided to put the past where it belongs, and to realise that there is only now. That I am the warrior in this life, and that with each trial I will indeed be blessed with a form of tribulation. To finally realize what it is like to celebrate life and leverage off the pain and anguish that fed off my spirit.
I didn’t do all of this on my own. There were the very few who religiously stood by my side. Kirsten and the gang- forever grateful. Simon, I have no words to convey my appreciation for your kindness, your perseverance and belief in me. It is a rare thing to have someone bestow such love and adoration on you. You are too good for me. Much love to you, I love you.
It is a wonderful experience, but it is hard work to try and keep it all in one basket. Easy does it as they say.
Signing off this evening, with a very grateful heart