A couple of days ago a wounded warrior said these words to me, "Only you can live your life." They have impacted me more than I would have ever imagined. These six little words say it all. At least to my way of thinking.
I am starved for serenity, for laughter, joy, and sunshine. I have become completely exhausted, yet as has been my lifelong trait, I keep on keepin' on until there isn't anything left to give to myself. For the past 48 hours I have slept 24 much needed hours.
I need a life of quietude and have found that only I am responsible for removing those things from my life that cause me untold, debilitating stress. It has become more than obvious to me that I need a place of stillness, centered and quiet. A place of stillness, a place to breathe and a place to release myself from the life that keeps me tied in knots, sick, anxious, stressed, going from doctor to doctor to find the cause. When in reality the cause is me.
Writing focuses me. It focuses my attention. It stills my soul. It refreshes and cleanses me. I become quiet.
"Time can stand still, I am convinced of it; something snags and stops, turning and turning, like a leaf on a stream." ~ John Banville
And just perhaps, it is in these times of time standing still when we can be assured that something very important is about to happen. For me, it is in those moments when the truth leaps in and my life becomes enriched.
Only I can live my life!