Eden

There is light in front of me, yet I enjoy the comfort of your shades. We have been through so much together; this forest and I. At times I thought I was outgrowing it, for it became as familiar as my own pockets. But then you decide to surprise me with the roads I hadn’t thought I had not taken. Every turn remain as mysterious as when we first met. For the H Spirit had inspired me many times here; therefore, you might as well be a magical forest. How I love every shape of you. For almost two years you have been my home. I don’t think I have stayed anywhere as long since I graduated. When life surprised me in ways I could never imagine. Choosing to stand at the right side of history, just have to walk the stories first.

I suppose one day I shall assemble a photographic album on you.

They say little girls grow up when we start having to make grown up decisions. I had wished my decisions would remain inconsequential for a while. But God happened.

Searching for me between the trees that have outlived me. Without noticing the steps I have taken, the turns I’ve made, and the person you helped me becoming.

“We have a testimony present, but we have not asked her yet,” one of the sisters said. With reason, for the time they asked, I declined. Not ready to put myself out there. But by not becoming whom we are created to be, we become like a tree without life. And you have been helping me to get used to the opinions and judgments of many. The beauty of each individual creation of God and their right to exist irrespective of their differences. We are each called to be His living testimony; for we are the ones who know that He exists.

In the silence of Your forest, the bees and the butterflies and the birds and the dogs coming to say hello. I can feel You everywhere again.

The people too. The trunk of the trees that have fallen, despite the majesticism of what they have once looked. Only because their roots were not firm enough. I therefore am grateful to the ones who are helping me to discern the things I am not (yet) ready to do.

I too am grateful for the timing that allows me to embark upon a new adventure: I am indeed looking for a place with more light, better ventilation, and more environmental friendly use of energy sources. Although sometimes things just happen, without us intending to make any changes, while those changes might just be everything we need. And I find myself having arrived at the road. Unintentionally. Yet necessary. For God never intended for us to hide in the forest forever. It is just a place He gave us to reconnect with.

Serendipity

We had crossed roads

Once upon a time

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We gave each other a hand

Without noticing

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You held my hand a little bit longer than intended

I looked back, and smiled

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Just a moment our eyes crossed

They dreamed away for a moment

longer than intended

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Before we continued our roads

Both into a separate way

Once upon a time…

I created this blog, to give something back into the world. The idea was to share the wisdom I was given in times of hardship. When life went a bit different than I had planned. I thought, if I could overcome those moments as a young girl, perhaps it could inspire someone else.

The Tree

Little tree

Beautiful flowers

Trying to get sunlight

Too many other trees

Bigger trees

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Trying to get bigger, taller

Just so it can touch more sunlight

Just so it can touch the sky

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But they thought it was becoming too wild

It’s not elegant for the tree to grow outside of its lanes

They cut of parts of its branches so it will grow within the space meant for it

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Covered in the shadow of the trees planted in front of it

The tree struggled even more to meet the light

Trying to feel the light, just so it can grow

Just so it can stay alive

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Many years later, the tree did not grow very much bigger

But the flowers continued to bloom beautifully every year

On the small trunk carrying them all

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They continued to cut the branches so the little flowers will look beautiful

If only the tree could grow even bigger, how pretty will the tree of flowers look!

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The storm came and withered the flowers away

But the trunk remained, despite its fragility

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Until the fire after the storm, burned down the remains of the trunk

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Now we have to start all over again, the roots thought

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Despite the lack of sun, despite the storm and the fire, despite the desire of the tree to grow higher and feel its leaves flying in the sky

The tree grew into the ground

Stronger and firmer than any storm could defeat

Nurtured and entangled with all essence of life

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What is essential is invisible to the eye

It is that very essence that kept the tree alive

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And when there is life…

Essence

My Love,

We are made from the same

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Like the particles from stars descending from Heaven

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I am made from You

You are made from Me

Meditations II

The glorious vista surrounding me

I felt Your embrace

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How You’ve always given me the best You could give

How You’ve taken away what I needed to become

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The One You intended when You created me

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You shielded me from danger when You put me in the storm

Just to train my character, without allowing me to perish

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Your love, all-encompassing

Like an embrace, thus comforting

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That made me forget, if there was ever another version

Before You

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In the presence of Your silence

You trust me to continue to walk towards You

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Crossing the distractions along the way

As You reached Your hand to me

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And I gave mine to You

Sanctus

Starry night

Empty street

The sound of my hills

Touching the pavement

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Solitary, yet never alone

Tranquility overcome

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Somewhere with Your grace

I discovered the real me