Along the Healing Road

Hello there, do you remember me? I barely do. I feel like I’ve been in a weird trance. I feel like the world around me was a faint echo I could only hear and never be a part of. I’ve been sick with mono for two months or more now and I feel like it’s been Neverending. Some of the hardest months of my entire life, and yet, I think I can finally see the sun starting to rise. My soul can feel the strength and flame of rejuvenation beginning to circulate. I sure hope I’m at the end because I’ve got so much planned that I want to show the world; that I want to show myself.

That’s kind of how I got here though. Ever since I lost my friend a few years ago, I felt I had to go live for two. I felt this huge oath to push my limit and find who I was. But maybe I pushed too far. I learned so much in Hawaii about being connected and spiritually grounded. Along the road and great quest for personally satisfaction and glory, I might have lost some of what I gained. It’s been intensely reflective sitting on my couch with absolutely no energy, no hope, no vitality. Just a soup bowl of thoughts slowly draining into and out of my conscious breath. I feel like out of this great slumber, I will reawaken to that person I strived to be, and to the man I already was who found his life already so sweet snd fulfilling. I will remember my passion and what it takes to achieve that, which most of starts with appreciation and gratefulness for life itself. That is the ultimate satisfaction. I can’t chase anything anymore hoping to scoop and carry it back into my life. I must plant and grow.

I hope to see you more again. I hope I have more to share here soon. This is the end of the line, and no matter how many times I’ve written about how this new chapter is about to begin, I truly believe it this time. Out of the cocoon, a butterfly blooms. Out of the ashes, a Phoenix shall rise.