50 Lives in This One

One month from today, I will be turning 50.

50!!! How did that happen!?!? 🤯

In many ways, I feel as though I've lived 50 lives in this one.

I've reinvented myself more times than I can count. I've loved and I've lost. I've succeeded and I've failed. I've been broken and shattered beyond recognition, only to be born anew. I've had my heart broken, my trust destroyed, my faith challenged.

There have been days when I believed I had nothing left, only to be met with the greatest of gifts. Moments when the darkness felt like it would go on forever, yet the flicker of a single flame always remained.

My life has been both a blessing and a curse.

To be human and deeply sensitive is no easy journey in this harsh world that is shrouded in separation. Yet the years have taught me to cherish this gift, for it is my comfort with the darkness that has deepened my relationship with the Light.

I spent 20 years walking beside others in the shadows of the world, guiding them through... back to that flicker.

I didn't always know the way, but I knew there was one...

And now, as I reflect upon the many journeys my Soul has taken me on, I look back with gratitude for all of it.

Every tear, every laugh, every hug, every heartbreak, every moment.

Even the hardest ones.

Especially the hardest ones.

Not because they made me stronger (even though they did), but because each one brought me closer to the truth.

Closer to God.

Closer to my Soul.

And closer to remembering who I am.