Arriving back at me

The last year and half of my life have proven to be a testing ground.  Some test I have passed with flying colors, most others I have failed abysmally.  That is, unless, you change your perspective.  Even though I have 'failed' (from some perspectives it is a fail, but from mine it a goldmine. It is here I truly came to understand compassion, love and non-judgement) there is an astounding amount of wisdom I have gained, and knowledge I have come to treasure.  The unfailing theme, and most precious bit of knowledge and great truth is the unending and supernal love of a perfectly merciful Heavenly Father.  Christ once called him 'ABBA' as he hung on the cross which translated means 'daddy'.  I have come to appreciate and understand that that once unattainable omniscient being is my Daddy who has an unfathomable amount of love for me.  Some days I forget.  Some days I get angry.  Some days I act out like a petulant child, but He always loves me.  Nothing will change that.  Thank heaven!  After this last year, if anyone is unlovable it would be me.

I lost a big portion of myself for a very long time. Finding me again has become crucial at this juncture in my life.  I was so focused on one thing that I forgot to be and do ME.  This last couple of weeks as I have been assisting a friend, I was reminded of my love for writing and the healing that happens in my life when I am able to express things through writing.  Even though we all have different experiences, somehow those experiences lead to incredibly similar thoughts, feelings, and emotions.  My only desire is that someone out there, may need to read my words and that it will inspire them to greater and greater heights.  I will share my thoughts with you as I learn them.  Whether or not you agree does not matter to me.  If it can open your mind to new possibilities, I will have accomplished all I wish.  They may be religious thoughts, or thoughts about the amazing job I have as a bodyworker, or about life in general.  Read them, ponder them, discuss them, let them change you.

We've all heard the quote that change is inevitable.  The more we fight it, the more difficult it is to change. In similar fashion to a butterfly who metamorphs into a stunning creature, I too want the experiences I have gone through to metamorph me into the most beautiful soul I can be. I want to spread my wings and fly, not stay cocooned my entire life by thoughts that limit me and hold me back. My soul craves expansion. Does yours?