It has been months since I have felt any form of connection with my writing, enough to share with the world. I noticed a change, some said I was different but that was not the case. My soul was thirsty for an energy, a force to feel correct, a strength to surround my whole being with comfort, like the warm wind on a rain filled day. It took some time, but timing is everything. I knew it would come. Yesterday I came across a sentence, an unspoken phrase which reached out to me sending my thoughts elsewhere, back to my self most importantly. You see, we are all characters of our beginning, there is no other being like yourself. And once we accept and appreciate this simple truth, all of life around us will flow more clearly. Everything around us moves therefore changes. We also, change too but not entirely, never our true selves. Deep inside, that sharp feeling, that intensely strong and pounding desire that we all as individuals are empowered with, has been part of us since our existence. Some forget this beautiful sense, and others learn to master this power. The key is wanting it. And though years may pass, people do not change, all that is around us does. Like seasons to the sun, spring blooms flowers and summer shines our happiness, fall forgets us and during winter we wilt until sunshine finds us again. We aren't meant to differ from our infinite selves, for anyone. We will adapt, we learn therefore we will blossom. The beauty is, we are exactly as we are.
