There’s been quite a large happening of events in just the last six months of my life. Long story short:
-I fell in love (over the internet mind you)
-Flew miles away on an airplane to visit thy lover.
-Wasn’t murdered. Wasn’t kidnapped. Fell deeply in love.
-Decided to uproot my life, and move with him far away from everything that I know.
-& now I’m here in Georgia, miles away from Louisiana, kind of feeling super lonely just like I was in Louisiana.
Granted, I realize now that the turbulence I was trying to run away from in my home life was internal and it has followed me here. It’s a matter of thought. I get really down on myself about me entirely or a situation and I’ve noticed that it ruins my entire day or experience that could have otherwise been a positive/happy one. So naturally I started thinking of when I was the happiest in my life and I stumbled upon this blog I made. It was when I was practicing positive thought the most. I rarely ever remember having a down moment, and when I did it was quickly resolved with a positive thought, memory or feeling… even something as simple as smiling which is scientifically proven to help, if even just a little, with depression, etc.
So here I am to reclaim this blog and this life practice from hence forward.