The Journey Begins

When it’s nearly 27 chapters to choose from, it’s difficult to express just exactly WHERE the journey begins. Life is constantly reinventing itself with each new chapter, so the journey is essentially always beginning. I believe I’ll have the time to share parts from the most memorable chapters; therefore I’ll disclose them eventually. It’s easier to start from the beginning and move forward, but I think I’ll start with the here and now.  The here being, here in my bedroom in front of the computer with three fans blowing on me, because the air seems to not be circulating to the second level of my apartment. The now being, now at 11:15pm on a Monday night, when I know I should be sleeping. One thing I’ve come to accept about adulthood is that I must get to bed at a decent hour or else I will not be fully functioning the next day. I still aspire to be a morning person one day.  Another thing that I have come to accept about adulthood is growth. Actually growing spiritually, mentally, physically (I really don’t need the extra pounds), emotionally, financially, etc. I’ve seen my growth expand right before my eyes. Even now sitting here writing, preparing to share my inner thoughts, daily struggles, and ultimate accomplishments is growth. I made a secret vow to let 2018 be the start of fearlessness.  I can’t tell you how many times fear and doubt has crept in each time I thought about launching a personal blog. Yet here I am facing my fears.

When the idea formed, I envisioned Oprah’s Super Soul Sunday. If you’ve never seen an episode, you are definitely missing out on some spirit and soul nourishment. She has different people from all walks of life, different career paths, different nationalities and religions in her presence, sharing their stories.  The conclusive part of the show is to showcase humanity, our ability to overcome adversities, and the role that spirit plays in fulfilling our destiny. I realized that, in a way, this is me. No, I’m not Oprah. However, it’s a role I take on daily. I sit or stand with people from all walks of life and discuss their life. We discuss the challenges that they are currently facing and the barriers that they have already overcome. My strength interacts with their strength. It never ceases to amaze me how we all have the spirit to rise again. My spirit has taken some time to mold and in all honesty, is still in the process of forming. Growing up, my spirit was fragile and very easy to crush. I fully admit to being a crybaby. The slightest disappointment or insult would have me in tears. There has been much improvement over the years, and again, it’s still in formation. My spirit takes on the spirit of my mother and my grandmother. My spirit has taken me through the highest highs and the lowest lows in nearly 27 chapters. It has now brought me to the beginning of another journey, so here goes. Peace & Love.

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*photo taken on hotel balcony in St. Thomas, US Virgin Islands