Dear Diary: "I see windows where there were once just walls."
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Dear Diary: "I see windows where there were once just walls."
Words are a vessel. Let's set sail towards new shores.
25/1/2023
I didn't want to write anything today.
I thought I was full.
I thought I’d had enough.
I thought I didn't have anything else to share.
I was wrong.
the best things in life happen just a little bit beyond your comfort zone.
I am living proof.
I did lots of brave things today, and they were easy.
by which I mean...
I handled them with aplomb.
I handled them with grace.
I handled them with truth, courage & integrity.
& I took care of myself along the way.
it's really good for me to be busy, active & out of the house.
I had forgotten how much I love meeting people in person in a work context.
it's so energizing for me. it's so much fun for me. it's made me remember how much I loved working with a team in an office.
the buzz! the hubbub!
I thrive here.
I come alive here.
with the right people...
THIS IS MY HOME!
it feels so good to come out of my shell.
being a hermit is my safe mode.
it's protective; I've needed it as a cocoon.
I've needed space & time (very) physically alone to metabolize the profound changes that have occurred & GROW.
what excites me is that now I can envisage a different world & way of being:
one that flows effortlessly from this one... my labours, my struggle, my journey, my reclamation, borne fruit.
I see windows where there were once just walls. the light streams in & I fall to my knees as I bask in its radiance. it isn’t just that I see a way out. I see a way through. I see a way through for us all. & through the windows,so much natural beauty.trees. a valley.a waterfall.
you are so beautiful to me.
I hope you know it.
I hope you feel it.
I hope you treasure it.
words are a vessel.
let's set sail towards new shores.