My punctuation isn’t perfect. My grammar isn’t what it should be, and that is okay. At least that is what I tell myself. I am sitting in my room listening to chakra balancing music while hearing the hum of my dehumidifier and the dance of a candle lit before me. It feels peaceful in here. Then I think…does it? Does it really feel peaceful? Truth is, I feel super uncomfortable.
I am uncomfortable with myself. Months ago I wanted to start a journey and I got scared. I didn’t know where to begin. I didn’t have all the answers and I certainly wasn’t doing anything perfect. So instead of moving ahead, mistakes and all, I did nothing. And here I sit today. Sad I didn’t begin my journey then. Perhaps I wasn’t supposed to. Perhaps now is the time to begin.
There are things that I want. And I feel afraid. Can I keep this commitment to myself? Am I being naive? Am I putting myself out there to be hurt yet again? To be criticized and judged for others opinions of my journey? Does any of that really even matter? Perhaps now, when I think about it and feel into those questions, what I come to is, I can’t not do this anymore. I have to know and find out where this road will take me. So here I go. No promises of daily journals or promises of any kind. Because this is to me, for me. I gotta know where this road will go. Great things I am sure. Great pains and discoveries and ah-ha moments and a whole new me I never even knew could be possible. And this is what excites me. The endless possibilities.
Love and light, always. If nothing else, love and light. Even if you don’t understand it. What else is there afterall. XOXO
A wandering of an imperfect journey♥️ 
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