I used to write for other reasons but now I just write for me. This writing is not only in words, in ink or on paper but in deeds and thoughts.
I am in essence writing my freedom, my liberation, in every moment that I come to find myself. My thoughts are completely mine, and the freedom to think, manifest and live them is truly splendid.
The taste of this is like nothing I have ever experienced. No longer am I bottled up in the roles and definitions of others. It is finally okay to let myself come out and play, to share this beautiful journey to the awakening of the liberated “I”.
My first destination is roots. They are deep underground, which is where I am planting.
What more can a living soul want, other my breath of life, and to be living in harmony with nature. I am well. I am Life as I breathe, and consist in and of myself. It is one energy force of being that unites all existence.
My mind, I hope will flourish like the trees in spring, and bud, blossom, and bear fruits of the knowledge of “I” oneness with earth and other creators. As creation exists, so I co-exist; and move, and live, and have my being.
I receive the seeds and water I have received and hope to nurture that which I have been given so freely; such wonderful gifts in words and actions.
However, I must not neglect to fertilize my garden to ensure growth and survival of the seeds. When the reaping shall come, may all be able to feed, and be filled by the fruits I shall bear. I give blessed thanks to the Most High for all the doors opened in my presence.
I am so thankful and humbled. I am also grateful for this audience, for the eyes that read and the minds that consider these words and find in them something worthwhile which is equivalent to the time committed in effort and thought. My mission will come at a cost but it will also bring me closer to the place of freedom.
Blessings, oneness and Love till next time.