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Once upon a time, I ran through grassy fields, feeling the warmth of God's hand on my skin. The light encouraging, the touch a gentle caress.
I had no desire for shadow or shade, trees were made to climb.
Living to learn and experience more, I picked up seeds along the way. Too busy and moving too often,
I would carry them with me, but never planted them.
Thinking life was what you made it, I did everything, finding safety in motion and slowed down only long enough to pick a new direction,
Too busy to sit still, I only ended up chasing my tail.
One day I found myself standing still, not by choice, but through circumstances. The sun no longer gentle had sent me away
into the shadows to sit and wait under a tree.
My heart ached with the loss of warmth and light. Eyes burning with tears, legs weak from grief, despairing of ever feeling God's touch and light on me again, I sank down to my knees and cried.
Tears drying, I looked around and to my surprise found the light peeking through the shadows at me it beckoned to the seeds I had been carrying
and encouraged them to grow.
A gentle breeze came by and kissed me on the cheek, stroking my hair back causing me to smile. It was then that I discovered that
Life is not in what you doing, It is in who you are Being!
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I have experienced a very eclectic life journey - before becoming disabled I worked as a: waitress/legal secretary/factory worker/Special Ed. teaching assistant/short order cook/Lay Pastor/National Karate Champion/customer service rep/police officer/musician/artist. I have survived incest and sexual abuse, I have survived becoming disabled. I have done many things but who I am is a disciple of Nichiren Buddhism; I am an artist whose art is as eclectic as my experiences, I am a writer.
