THE PATH OF LIFEThinking about somethingin the last couple of days, I realized something.
I always talked and wrote about seeing my goals on the end of my path. Those weren't goals, those were just obstacles I had to conquer. How could I think that having the one I like and being friends with someone special could be goals. They were just obstacles who blocked my view.
The path represents my life, not a small part of it. It represents what I have accomplished, not what I have to accomplish. That is a fture we cannot see. I cannot see the end of my path, because that means the end of my life.
I was so stupid at first, thinknig this path is small. Not at all, it's a beautiful path which represents my beautiful life.
I have overcome a lot of obstacles and I'm walking straight again. When the next obstacle comes, I don't, but I know I can handle it.
I see no darkness, only lights. I see no clouds, only sun. i feel no cold, only warmth. My head isn't down, but up. My eyes aren't closed, but open. My heart doesn't hate, but loves. My arms aren't closed, but open.I'm not scared, but willing. I feel only good, I embrace good and bad, I see everything on ymy way, I'm okay and willing to handle my problems, I meet up with them, I'm okay.
I smile, happy and strong and whatever will come my way, I embrace, solve and walk on.
February 13th 2003
