Writing does not come easily to me these days. In fact, I have found it a challenge to express myself creatively. My mojo is definitely ebbing and flowing. There seems to be more ebb than flow. A stripping of sorts…pruning. As various layers of who I was are peeled away, I am left with the essence of who I am. Do I like this person I am becoming?
I do.
She is like a quiet storm. She is confident and compassionate. She loves completely and is learning that she is loved. She is accepted. She does not need to know how things will turn out…she has faith. She trust God totally. She understands that not everyone will be comfortable with who she is becoming, but she allows herself to be changed because it is for the best. She is tender and vulnerable. She does not worry…as often as she used to. She believes.
I am learning that sometimes you have to ebb more than is comfortable so that you can flow…freely and abundantly.










