An evening of calm

It's been a long time...

Time is one of the most precious things we have. We learn so much with time, and it stands beside us until we leave this world.

My life has been nothing short of a story of struggle, growth, tragedy, and loss...it is a book filled with highs and lows, happy and sad...but most importantly, my life is an example of change...and good change it is.

Only a couple of years ago, I was still just a child; unaware of many of life's obstacles and dangers -- only living, because I knew I had to...but now, 2 years later, I find my life as being filled with purpose; so many opportunities, so many plans, and sometimes nothing but pure and honest faith to get me to where I am going. Sometimes; or most of the time, I have no idea how I am going to do those things or get to those places...but I know in my heart that I will; and that I have to be patient.

...I am going home -- soon... but on the way I have many things I must do. I have lessons to learn, people to meet, lives to change, and tasks to complete. I'm not just living to live...I am living for you, and I am living for everything that I know. I am living for a purpose other than my own. I am given the freedom to do as I please, but the choices I make are not for me.

On this quiet and tranquil evening, I find myself here as I am, and I understand that I am different -- I am not the same; I have become much more different of a person than I ever imagined myself to be. It's the feeling of starting all over again-- receiving a new and untainted gift to live. Freely believing and taking each breath as it comes to me. I surrender to the beating of my heart; the equilibrium of life...the essence of time. I just become me, and me is who I am...no different than you, yet, none the same it seems.
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Lately, I have felt the inspiration to write come back to me; it seems to come and go...but when it comes back, I know that it is because I've been able to get back in touch with the peace and the still in my soul...of which is something that I never again want to let go...

...and 'letting go'....is a subject for yet another day...I suppose.

Goodnight and Sweet Dreams

-Keeper of the Ash Tree