I don't know how to begin describing the metamorphosis that has taken place over this last month or so. Finding words to describe it seems an insurmountable task. A task, of course, I am determined to be steadfast with. As Hemingway has taught me through his words in " A Moveable Feast", write down the one truest thing you know, and make it a sentence, make it a statement, and build from that purest of thought, that humble and honest beginning. Today, this is my aim.
"Get out of the way, surrender and accept. Stop asking questions....just trust, believe, and have faith. My willingness and connectivity guide me daily. My prayers are my sanity and my spirituality is my escape from the confinement of obsession."
