God,
a moment alone.
Tingling and breathless I fell to floors of my work today. An image of illness and weakness.
Although I feel as if an aura of darkness hovers me like devil horns, I am empowered.
Something inspiring is burning within the depths of my soul. Which brings me to an interesting point.
- I was afraid to begin this blog because I had thought maybe I lost something. Maybe I lost the capability to write because it's been so long since I've truly spent time with myself. Turns out, the words are returning to me like remembering every word to your favourite novel.
Painfully I sit in a desk chair 7 hours a day, 5 days a week. If it weren't for my previous car accident maybe it wouldn't be so difficult, though spending all those hours in front of a screen you receive a few, brief moments of personal note taking. Well, usually I just doodle amongst the script pages and hope my voice isn't fading in and out too badly.
During these moments I am able to plan and direct my weekly schedule. The errands I must run in order to maintain my life. Bank appointments, doctors appointments and of course my social life. Oh, how could I forget the beautiful reminder of rent, phone plans, data, etc.
After I have cleared the dept of order in my brain, I try and build my career. Finding ways to earn money on the side, - mainly legal ideas ;) - but more importantly, how to go from where I am now, to something worth while. Something I love and would rather bathe my days within.
Ugh how the sun rays are finally touching my skin like the last snowflake touches warm waters again. The beginning of something magical. Something stronger than I have ever appeared to be before.
Maybe as of lately, people picture me on my knees (maybe this is all in my head), but I know that someone whom is clouded in white and cloaked in brightness in holding my wrists. Grasping me from the quick sand and pulling me to safety. But after safety comes courage and happiness. So I must continue to pull myself from the storm that was like the one said to occur in 2012 by the Mayans.
Oh bloggers it is a time for love and a time to build who we are as people. Especially for the lives we will be bringing or have brought into this world.
until next time..
a moment alone.
Tingling and breathless I fell to floors of my work today. An image of illness and weakness.
Although I feel as if an aura of darkness hovers me like devil horns, I am empowered.
Something inspiring is burning within the depths of my soul. Which brings me to an interesting point.
- I was afraid to begin this blog because I had thought maybe I lost something. Maybe I lost the capability to write because it's been so long since I've truly spent time with myself. Turns out, the words are returning to me like remembering every word to your favourite novel.
Painfully I sit in a desk chair 7 hours a day, 5 days a week. If it weren't for my previous car accident maybe it wouldn't be so difficult, though spending all those hours in front of a screen you receive a few, brief moments of personal note taking. Well, usually I just doodle amongst the script pages and hope my voice isn't fading in and out too badly.
During these moments I am able to plan and direct my weekly schedule. The errands I must run in order to maintain my life. Bank appointments, doctors appointments and of course my social life. Oh, how could I forget the beautiful reminder of rent, phone plans, data, etc.
After I have cleared the dept of order in my brain, I try and build my career. Finding ways to earn money on the side, - mainly legal ideas ;) - but more importantly, how to go from where I am now, to something worth while. Something I love and would rather bathe my days within.
Ugh how the sun rays are finally touching my skin like the last snowflake touches warm waters again. The beginning of something magical. Something stronger than I have ever appeared to be before.
Maybe as of lately, people picture me on my knees (maybe this is all in my head), but I know that someone whom is clouded in white and cloaked in brightness in holding my wrists. Grasping me from the quick sand and pulling me to safety. But after safety comes courage and happiness. So I must continue to pull myself from the storm that was like the one said to occur in 2012 by the Mayans.
Oh bloggers it is a time for love and a time to build who we are as people. Especially for the lives we will be bringing or have brought into this world.
until next time..
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