Journal
A daily journal in the life of I–battles of self, surrender, and purpose
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Oh, How I Miss the Mountains So…
It’s funny how the more we get used to things, the more our perception about them changes. When I first moved to the San Gabriel Valley, I would stare at the mountains that were so close to me, imagining my Sensei somewhere out there. The more I hiked those mountains…
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The world is on fire all around me
And it’s not just in my home. Smoke fills my lungs in more ways than one while I lay face first on the ground with my arms out in surrender. Job 5 NIV 8 “But if I were you, I would appeal to God; I would lay my cause before him.9 He performs…
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I only know pain; it’s what I’m used to
I used to experience a lot of weird things;things that hurt me, things that made me. I used to write a lot about it then. If I write about it now, some’ll think I’m depressed. I always question if I still am a bit. I wrote about those things then…
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What is it that I’ve tapped into?
I remember daysweeksmonths,where it would all come through so easilyeffortlessly. I wonder where those days are now and how come I’ve left them behind. Was it the spark of a new birth? The push and shove after deciding to jump? I’ve come to realize so many things over the years;…
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Don’t Ask Because I Don’t Know
I’m 26 now and not any closer than I was 5 years ago. I may be closer to God and I may not be– She never tells. I’m getting asked what’s next for me and I don’t know if it’s what I imagined. More time is going by and I’m…