Sometimes I fell that I can see clearly the path in front of me, sometimes I don’t.
Sometimes there is no vision and no idea of what should be the next step, the next colour, the next pattern to add. 684 more words
Behind the veil and web of intricate thoughts and stories, I tell myself, lies my deeper truth.
The intricate web of stories and false beliefs I created to protect my deeper vulnerable self from disappointment, shame and ridicule from protective shield became a prison. 223 more words
A Borderline undefined Mandala.
It is a different Mandala or maybe not. I’m not sure if it is different in a good way or not, but in this journey I’m trying to accept all of them, to bring all of them to the light: the ones I love, the ones I feel connected with, the ones that I understand and the ones I’m not sure I fully understand or that leave me a bit perplexed or unsure. 252 more words
Well now, it seems rather time for a bit of writing to update at least the old blog for record keeping sake. So much has happened and there is so much to catch up on, it’s damn near criminal that with all the time I have on my hands, I actually have NOT been writing. 1,949 more words