Pushing Through

I've been through a lot of changes the past few years.

I've experienced more grief and loss than I ever imagined I could withstand.

Realizing that I don't know who I am, at age 50.
Who I thought I was, I've found was just who I thought everyone else wanted me to be.

So this has been a time of extreme introspection, looking mostly unflinchingly at who I am and what I want.

Putting my needs first.

Forcing myself to not be Caretaker; allowing myself to be taken care of.

Being vulnerable...open...receptive to ideas, thoughts, dreams, paradigm shifts.

Giving myself permission to question.
I may never have all the answers, but at least I'm beginning to ask the questions.

Listening to the universe... willing to hear what it's saying. Her voice is soft and sweet...but sometimes she speaks in tongues I don't understand.

So I keep listening...and living my life. That's all I can do.