Tuesday, August 25, 2009

A time for everything under the sun

I know I have been missing in action for the last two months... it seems as if I have gone home and found myself in the company of those close to me and deserted you who listened to my diatribe during the times when no one was close. It isn't so.

I have had a lot to do over those two months... and a hell of a lot of people see... people who's presence and prayers have been my sustenance. And respect was due. Plus, I am nothing without those who anchor me and make requests to God on my behalf.

I also have had a lot to really think about. I lost my balance and I have had to try and find my centre and get grounded.

I have an unchartered leg in my journey ahead of me and I have been forced to be quiet and contemplative in the midst of much noise and distraction. Nothing is perfect, we were never promised beds of roses, but for as long as we have breath, we have the power to make the bed however we feel, with awareness that we have to lie in it, no matter how we decide to do it. Every decision has it's pros and cons. Everything has good and bad. And often times, when good is about to be released in your life, there are storms along the way. The curses are part and parcel of the blessings because it is through them that we learn to recognize all that is good.

It has been a struggle. I haven't been all zen. In fact, many times when I ought to have been, I have been everything but. Even so, I am grateful. My gratitude is for breath...the greatest mercy ever bestowed on man.

Anyway, I am in NYC now. Will keep you posted.

Sorry for the lack of pics. I will post once I get settled.

Blessings all around.

1 comments:

Gia Fernandes said...

Mush smush be damned. I love you too! I really do.

Lots of good thoughts and wishes coming your way. You will cross every hurdle and fly high. I am sure of that. You have no idea how much you inspire me and how much strength I draw just from reading your wonderful blog.

((((HUGS))))

 
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