Oh my gosh, I don’t know where to start with my journey…You know I asked my angels the other day why I didn’t seem to fit into this world of ours? And they answered “Gloriously, You’re not fit for the world”. Well, I had never thought of it that way. Interesting….”but soon you will experience the ways of the world through your eyes and heart; to seek and find the opportunity to feel alive again”.
Honestly, this all goes way back to when I was a small child. I’ve always felt this awareness in my soul, that I thought about things differently than most. Truly knowing there is something to it. Having searched my whole life for my purpose which has come and gone, over and over again. Now 40 years later, I have so much to share & don’t know where to begin. When I was in my twenties, I began writing poetry which reflected my life at that time. The poems came to me in the middle of the night or anytime, I kept my pen and paper by the bed so that I could write them down right away, or the thoughts would be lost. To this day, I really can’t recite them from memory, I look at them and am amazed that I wrote them. The words just came to me. Over the years of course, they are quite advanced compared to when I was in my twenties; the words just come automatically to me, kind of like automatic writing. They don’t sound like me and some of the words I use I don’t even know the meaning of, but it all makes sense.
Since this is my first post, I would like to leave you with one of my earlier poems.
I am a circle of my fate,
surrounding doubts to face,
The inner self seems to wait,
while the outer self intakes,
I need to come full circle,
With resounding strength of trust,
Oh, to feel the sweetness of your soul,
The never ending need to grow,
Knowing that it’s not too late,
To err – is always in our fate.