My Path

On my way to work 06/03/18

Looking up to Aime my surprise fotographer

I was seriously walking on my path on day 6 of my purification journey, when Aime my love surprised me with the above snaps as she came back from seeing her son off to school. I had been thinking of the words to a poem titled My Path, and so think these fotos make a good match lol

I dabbled and dabbled to Stand

Then started of

Crawling and Crawling

Before Walking and Walking

trying finding and finding

my own path

and not the path

traced for me by anyone but God

and when I started seeing and seeing

not with my eyes but with my soul

I saw a path different from theirs

whose vision near blurred my sight

what a head and heartache to have

trying to stay focused

and not ruin any chances

explaining without expecting

why a rugged not a tarred path

because that’s just the way of life

I am forever grateful and graceful

for all the awesome angels

I have met on my path

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Insomnia I’ll wait you out

I am so happy to receive this today of all days

Dear Insomnia

You may seem to record a small victory today

Am up since 10:53 having slept dutifuly by 9.15 pm

I don’t know for how long we’ll stay awake today

Yesterday we admired each other for 3 hours 

Then I got a 5th hour of sleep

I near blew my trumpet then

Not knowing you were taking note

Changing strategy and re-strategizing

Increasing the AC temp until I can’t

I have to decamp to a lonely corner

Nah you wouldn’t let me be

Repeat of August 2014

When my darling Gaby went on

This time I know better

I wouldn’t only spy on you like a hawk

I will wait you out with camomile

First thing tomorrow morning 

I get myself that and more

You aint having any final word

See what I got from Diane in the picture?

But ugly and mean you

With nothing to offer but mind muggles

Plus body bashing head, eyes, back

I give you three more days

To try your best and leave

Because dear Insomnia

I am ready to wait you out

Letting it Be

There comes in time in life where the choices gets narrowed down…

Letting it be now or later…

No more beating myself up over what I’ll wear in five days…

Just letting it be till I get there…

No more fretting over who to call or expect a call from: just letting things be…

Indeed am neither weary of, nor scared to love: am just letting love be. It’ll get here when it does…

And that applies to life as is: I fairly think I have and am still trying my best and it seems it mustn’t always be to the last letter. And so in the meantime, while I live in all gratitude, I am letting life be…

One moment at a time, no more pressure to tick them all off as planned. Life has showed me some twists and turns, I am learning the hard and even mild way, to love Letting it Be…