Starting Over

Day after day.
Step by step.
She lived as wholly as she could.
The trials would come,
They would be dealt with.
Those threads of moments created the fabric.

But,
the cutting and stitching,
That was her own design. 

Her life became a wardrobe full of adventures.
Contained in a single chest,
That she carried with her wherever she went. 

Over time,
And through more experience
The chest became heavy.
She wanted to let some of her designs go.
She was ready for a different collection.

She stripped down to the bare essentials.

And began again.  

What are you certain about?

What am I certain about?

That I need to write. For myself. 

Because I love it and I want to and it is the place where I find myself.

That I need my yoga practice.  It is healing.  It grounds me, and sets me free.

My family.  My Hubs and my kiddo.  They are my heart and my truth.   

That every single day has the potential for adventure and that there is always something to be grateful for. 

A New Direction

You think you have a path.  You plan your life in a way that everything lines up so you can meet that (those) goals.  And then... you change your mind.

Is it failure when you don't achieve what you set out to do, or can you call it a success if you adjust?  I'm going with the latter.  Because everyday is a journey and the road is forever winding.  You never really know what's ahead.  But, if you keep going~ it may turn out to be absolutely amazing.  One thing is for certain... if you stay in one place you will never know.

Finding my way, living this dream.   
 
This is my mantra.  This is my life.  My musings, my victories and failures.  Part pictures, part words... part whatever presents itself.