Journal
A daily journal in the life of I–battles of self, surrender, and purpose
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Days get brighter and cloudier
As the minutes pass, the fog thickens amongst the mountains and my home. I wonder how the ride to work will be. You’d think as the day begins, the fog would lessen. But between each moment I look out my window, it seems to only grow. A mysterious day indeed……
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“I’m almost there” in a place of no destination
As this site grows, I have no other choice but to grow with it. Recently, I’ve finished my Therapeutic Yoga certification course. And I passed. With deadlines and more tasks, I ask myself where a break for me lays. Thinking about this made me realize I never really will get…
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The bumps on my arms raise at words of wonder
No matter how silent, how still, I can hear the calling of Wonder. Come to me, come to me, it sings and hums. My family asks why I left home so early to which my response is, can’t you hear it too? The calling, it’s so loud. In the stillness…
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Where do promises go when left unkept?
Under a full moon sky, a lovers heart aches to be with her Love once again. And like the tides of the ocean, her waters too crash with emotion. There’s so much to do and so much left undone. Where do my promises go? Motivation arises in the night just…