Sometimes I forget that blogger even exists, and then I think of my favorite melody, or my most treasured writings. I think of how on occasion my heart is poured on electronic paper. And in my own way I feel like I've found a part of myself that I'd left in hiding.
Today I feel renewed, invigorated with a new gift in presence. I am no longer a girl anymore. I feel the brink of womanhood, and spiritual awakening. I feel peace in my time of quiet. I have responsibilities as a lady, that I stand up and handle. I do not shy away from the task at hand. I no longer cling to the things or people of my childhood, or adolescence. As one who seeks to venture down a path of great meaning, I know my service. I foresee many adventures ahead, some more treacherous than others. I foresee confidence, beauty, grace, discipline, understanding, voice, strength, and unity. I feel these things in my bones, into my core. Virtue, faith, brotherhood, self-discipline are sure to follow. And love of course, is greater than all of these. That is what love is made of.
I find it interesting to watch as the tides change in the course of life. The ebb and flow of the waters drifting in and then further out to sea. I don't miss high tide, but I know someday it will return. But for now, it's good to be able to step along the shore, and sometimes get a little carried away. I feel full. I feel at peace. I feel patience.
But there is nothing particular to share. I am sitting in side hallway, more in a corridor on a tweed loveseat, thinking about the days ahead, and Jah makes them all the sweeter.
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