Speak the following lines out loud:
I love everything about me
I love my uncanny beauty and my bewildering pain
I love my hungry soul and my wounded longing
I love my flaws, my fears, and my scary frontiers
I will never forsake, betray, or deceive myself
I will always adore, forgive, and believe in myself
I will never refuse, abandon, or scorn myself
I will always amuse, delight, and redeem myself
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As July nears to a close, I've been feeling the weight of my surroundings pushing down on me. It's been such a fabulous month in so many ways, I hate to see it end. And as time goes by Summer is slowly slipping away. Autumn has always been one of my favourite seasons (perhaps my most favourite of all), but having spent nearly a year and a half in a much warmer climate has changed my attitude toward cooler temperatures. It will be nice to experience the lush beauty of Fall colours once again, but I don't welcome the chill that accompanies the change of seasons. And then the harsh brutality of a Canadian Winter will descend on us ... It makes me crave the warmth of Nigeria all the more. I've been wondering lately how I could have allowed things to unfold in such a way that I was forced to leave. I thought I'd overcome my regret, my grief, but perhaps I underestimated my own capacity for accepting change. So it goes. My life has always been and will continue to be a journey. Now if only I could find my next destination and discover the means of getting there ...
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