A Letter From The Old To The New Year.

achill 1 075 - kopieThe year lifed got me overwhelmed.
The year you become a kid again and fell in love with the teacher.
The year you have a day out on the beaches of Donegal where the horses run free.
The year the young become a teacher to the old.
The year where new grounds become the new home a home of changes, inside, love, friendship, new hopes and dreams.

No day came with no surprise, the good and bad mixt in one moment a tear of joy and loss went hand in hand.
Moments of stupid actions (that will give me a laugh in the future.) no time to have sorrow, let go, forgive, love and do better next time.

The year that I started to breath by myself. Now knowing what a an anxiety attack is and overcoming it, finding a little bit of peace going into the new year with confidence that this last year is just one stepping stone on the path of great new things in life.

Nothing went the way it was plant (in the extreme) but I could not have find a better scenario for what tis year has learned me and given me.

Getting strong, finding my shadow, fighting my shadow and learning to dance with my shadow, learning to forgive my self for taken action to follow my dreams, to be free and try to live the best life I can. It was a journey scared with pain on some days, lifted by love on other and filed with friendship.

I found my pot of gold in the land of the rainbows, I followed the urge, dream, desire, a deeper feeling that I need to go to a place and it did complete me. I did find a big part of myself, but knowing that this journey has only began.
I can only let go and see what new adventures and surprises, will find their way to me in the new year

I am where I need to be. I would not want to be anywhere else.
For a new life unfolds on every step, and upon a new blue moon I will do a wish, but I don’t no what that wish will be, and thats ok, sometimes we don’t need to know where we are going. we just have to trust and have faith.

© Elke T.B. Stevens 26/12/2018


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