
I know many people were put out of power or delayed in their travel by this storm – but for a Florida native living in Central Georgia – this storm felt like nothing less than a Miracle to me…. Just look at the beauty!

I know many people were put out of power or delayed in their travel by this storm – but for a Florida native living in Central Georgia – this storm felt like nothing less than a Miracle to me…. Just look at the beauty!
I don’t know what it is about feeling scared…but I do enjoy watching those crazy ghost hunter shows. I was watching one tonight. I’m alone in the house and watching this spooky show, having a drink and just relaxing and letting the stress of my day just go away…then the light outside goes crazy. It’s one of those motion-sensor lights that lights up the entire back yard and I had to resist the urge to run and set the alarm. Immediately all those horror movies I love so much came back to me. I am thinking of all the bad guys I’ve ever watched while cringing and hoping that at least someone makes it out of the movie alive. I know rationally that it’s just the wind blowing the trees…or some random neighborhood cat or something completely innocuous – but my imagination runs wild and I feel that thrill of fear. After a life-time of living in fear – true fear – it’s nice to be in a place in my life that fear is re-claimed. I’m not entirely sure that would make sense to anyone but me…but I reclaim my fear. I reclaim it for myself. I know fear is a healthy emotion when it occurs naturally and that it is intended to warn us, to assist us, to serve us. In my life, fear used to rule me. No more. Now I am living from ny heart and I am so glad that I am at a place where I can enjoy fear as a healthy part of my life.
I read and thoroughly enjoyed this post… I hope for Wild Goodness in my life… Thank you for this.
I’ve noticed lately that I am getting more comfortable in my sadness. I am so often sad but I generally hide it behind a mask of fake polite smiles and small talk or jokes. Lately I just allow myself to sit in the sadness… to allow the emotion to wash through me…to wash over me and pass on. I have found that by allowing myself to actually feel the emotion it can run its natural course and I am free to feel other things, like joy, anger, passion, fear… I’ve been numb for so long – numb and lost and I’m ready for that part of my life to be over. I am ready to feel… to feel everything – even if it hurts. Live is too precious to miss. I am tired of running – tired of hiding – tired of protecting bullies and abusers. I will not live my life in fear. I will not hide and pretend that I do not see the evil in the world. I want to do it all… I want to sing, to run, to fight, to dance, to paint, to play, to make a big mess and laugh… I do not want to spend the rest of my life in stasis. I’m ready to rise up. I want to twirl in the yard with my arms flung out and my face to the sky. I want to sword fight with sticks and I want to seek out beauty every day – in every place I am. I want to take long walks by moonlight again and not be afraid… I want to live my life again… and to think… it all began with me allowing myself to be sad… allowing myself to be.