Good Morning Everyone!
I woke up today feeling completely ineffable. It's as if all of the mental congestion disappeared and all of the clouds that hovered over my sanity had made way for me to breathe. I had breakfast, hills above the rest as the sun shun and kissed me on the cheeks. It was warm and I felt alive. The large patio was empty; it was just me, and my trustworthy optimism that managed to re-appear today. The sky was clear and a bright aqua blue and the air was still. This is the moment I'd been waiting for; this is the moment that I knew would come as it always does.
It's funny that way that sometimes, things happen so fast, that you might take a second to look at the little details, and all of a sudden, your peace is disrupted and you become engulfed in a madness that only you can resolve; small things look huge, and tasks, infinite. But then, you wake up one morning and it's as if everything sorted itself out and everything filed themselves into the places that they belong, chronologically, then alphabetically, then colour-coded themselves in order of importance. And yet, all you did, was laid back and let everything go. Nothing has changed. The world is still revolving as it was yesterday, but today, I am not being driven up the wall in the name of this glorified chaos; instead, I return to thrive on it. The excitement is palpable.
Another day in paradise to end at its airport. I am heading back to the city. This flight is notorious for being a difficult one to get on, but something whispered to me, telling me that today was my day. Perhaps it was the pink fringing on my scarf and the interwoven gold tinsel that glimmered in the fluorescent light that paved my luck through the airport; but my guess is that, my rejoining into the world in the way that it works today, had more to do with it.
They let me skip the line and handed me a boarding pass almost seamlessly - something I wish would happen more frequently in my world (but not to worry, I'm working on it!), and now I am typing this blog entry out as I sip on my Earl Gray and savour my butterscotch cookie. All is well! Like they say, God works in mysterious ways, but I'm glad that I've got him weaving the thread that is my life into his celestial quilt.
I woke up today feeling completely ineffable. It's as if all of the mental congestion disappeared and all of the clouds that hovered over my sanity had made way for me to breathe. I had breakfast, hills above the rest as the sun shun and kissed me on the cheeks. It was warm and I felt alive. The large patio was empty; it was just me, and my trustworthy optimism that managed to re-appear today. The sky was clear and a bright aqua blue and the air was still. This is the moment I'd been waiting for; this is the moment that I knew would come as it always does.
It's funny that way that sometimes, things happen so fast, that you might take a second to look at the little details, and all of a sudden, your peace is disrupted and you become engulfed in a madness that only you can resolve; small things look huge, and tasks, infinite. But then, you wake up one morning and it's as if everything sorted itself out and everything filed themselves into the places that they belong, chronologically, then alphabetically, then colour-coded themselves in order of importance. And yet, all you did, was laid back and let everything go. Nothing has changed. The world is still revolving as it was yesterday, but today, I am not being driven up the wall in the name of this glorified chaos; instead, I return to thrive on it. The excitement is palpable.
Another day in paradise to end at its airport. I am heading back to the city. This flight is notorious for being a difficult one to get on, but something whispered to me, telling me that today was my day. Perhaps it was the pink fringing on my scarf and the interwoven gold tinsel that glimmered in the fluorescent light that paved my luck through the airport; but my guess is that, my rejoining into the world in the way that it works today, had more to do with it.
They let me skip the line and handed me a boarding pass almost seamlessly - something I wish would happen more frequently in my world (but not to worry, I'm working on it!), and now I am typing this blog entry out as I sip on my Earl Gray and savour my butterscotch cookie. All is well! Like they say, God works in mysterious ways, but I'm glad that I've got him weaving the thread that is my life into his celestial quilt.
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