Back to Where I Began

August 3rd, 2011

11:43am: I have a corner office with a window view of a world below me that is a beautiful haze…

Side note: I really enjoy when I write and listen to music, while writing a certain word it is also sung through my ears.  “Love will make you beautiful”-The Afters

Like my eyes feel when I’m in between sleep and awake there is something that creates a smile within my being. The thought of flying at speeds I can’t even begin to wrap my head around, to get me back to where I began almost a year ago when I began this journey with a prayer and a phone call. As I walked across the grounds last night, still like so many times, I couldn’t even handle the unreal thought of still not being able to comprehend walking on a path way in the woods of California. I can recall sitting three years ago in front of Amy Smith speaking of this feeling in the depths of me. Speaking of setting my eyes towards the west. Other people to reach out to, Yes there are plenty of people to meet and serve on the east side but the west is becoming louder, deafening compared to when I was eleven and wanting to go to school in Colorado for shredding perks. People, kids, a purpose… And so far it has been good. I reflect on that conversation often.

As I fly through the airwaves and as the clouds to my left resemble scooped ice cream, I pray  thanks that life is not like clouds. Life is something you can grasp.