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It is the morning of January 3rd and things are especially quiet.

I feel a big space. Rather, I sense a big space and I am in it. I am apart of that big space.

As I converge with said big space, I myself feel a lot bigger.

Boundless, even.

Not a single care in the world, almost as if I’m floating on a dream.

Everything provided for, nothing to stress over.

A clean slate in the truest sense. Given, I could go anywhere I want to go, see anything or do whatever.

It is the morning of January 3rd and I am

Whole.

My Year in Review

2019 was a surprisingly positive year with a lot of development.

This year I saw myself unravel before my very eyes and leave my anxiety and depression from the previous year in the dust.

At the very beginning of the year I escaped to the more tropical climate of Dominican Republic and spent three whole months recuperating after a massive traumatizing event.

I got to re-connect with a lot of family members and it felt good just to be surrounded by people who love me.

When I came back in May, I got a new job within a week of being back home.

I had no idea how much this new job would mean to me and how essential it would be for my development as a person. I didn’t account for the invaluable relationships I would make and the sense of responsibility and the confidence that comes along with that.

This year I attended more concerts than ever before.

I only attended one concert in 2018 but this year I even saw myself going out of state for one (which was glorious by the way).

I saw musicians I had been following for a long time which left a real impression on me. I connected with myself as well as my comrades, the fans.

I hope that in 2019 I will get to see many more of my favorite artists and have a great time.

This is the year I got in the moment. On and off I meditated everyday for months. Even having a streak of 29 days at one point. I learned a lot about myself through meditation. I learned how to handle fears and emotions better. I became a more efficient person and more in tune with myself. As a result I became less addictive and more content with how things were in the present moment.

In 2019 I let go of relationships that weren’t serving me. I plan to focus more on the people who have time for me and value me this year than those who really don’t or pretend to.

All in all I’m grateful for this year and glad that I made it through in one piece.

Any resolutions? No. Just to continue working on myself and get closer to my heart.

Happy New Year 2020 everyone.

Maritime Mail

“Dear Wildflower, how are you? I hope this letter finds you in good standing. Today I sat atop the tower and I looked over at the sea. I thought ‘wow, I’m so blessed. I have all these things.’ Still I did not feel like it was enough. I’ve been like this for quite some time. Please, write to me soon. Your friend, your correspondent.”

“Dear Correspondent, I am good. Today I went to the market and sold well. I love this little town no matter how quaint. I watch the same vendors bicker all day and I never grow tired of it… About your situation, I’m sorry to hear that. Maybe you need to leave that tower and explore the world like me. It will broaden your mind.”

“Dear Wildflower, I’m glad to see you are doing well. Your town sounds a lot better than this tower. I think I’ve made my mind up. I’m going to leave the comfort zone of my precious tower and travel the world. I have the funds to do it after all.”

“Dear Correspondent, I’m happy for you. I think you will come to realize something special out on the road. This town is nice, but I feel I may outgrow it soon. Maybe I’ll see you out there?

Your friend, Wildflower.”

“Dear Wildflower, I found a seaside town called Port Augustus. I’ve been here for several weeks. Something begs me to stay but at the same time my spirit calls for me to continue my journey. How are things? Are you still at the same address? I hope everything works out for you.”

“Dear Correspondent, I am well again. I’m going to be moving soon. I will send you postage from my new residence when I settle in. That is, if you are still at the same address.”

“Dear Wildflower, I’m leaving this town. I’m not sure if you are still at this address. Maybe they will forward it to you. You never told me where you were moving to. If I never hear from you again, I wish you a well life. Thank you, again.”

See Me

I want you to see me

Can you see clearly?

Am I in focus?

It’s me.

And I’ve waited longingly for you

For the day…

Where we could become one

Still, you won’t come to a conclusion

Do you want to keep running from me?

Or will you embrace me?

After all, I am… You.

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