In life, sometimes great sacrifices must be made in order to receive our desires. It goes hand in hand. It’s always our choice.
A New.
Lately, I look outside, and I see “wild” bunnies feeding from the lawn; they come and go as they like. I also see many species of birds coming to feed as well. Some also have a very wet bath in the water puddles at the driveway. There’s something peaceful about observing how we can all coexist in the same environment, each having our own time, minus cruelty. The human traffic isn’t very heavy, and nature is abundant. The trees are tall, luscious, green, and beautiful, reminding me of myself. Very grounded, yet free enough to move with the wind. I hope to see more wildlife around here, though.
I’ve often thought about living in an environment away from familiarity. So, to actually have the experience of my neighbors being complete strangers, in a whole new location, feels like I answered my soul call. Felt scary at first, but I, I trust God, and just really am comfortable with my decisions.
While I love my family, greatly appreciate and enjoy them, I do not feel attached to them. I say don’t take it personally, but it’s the truth; it’s best to know the truth. And I think so much, so my conclusion is that the early stages of my life taught me detachment. It’s something that has been testing me ever since. I always longed for independence. In fact, being around strangers feels very peaceful and somewhat aligned with who I am in this stage of my life. I’m just always in my head, and I like being there. I don’t want to explain myself all the time. What are we talking about?
I don’t do psychedelics or any external stuff, but lately, I’ve been curious. And I’m yet to figure out… where did that level of bravery came from…
