Thoughts and ideas are flooding my brain. It’s as if I opened some sort of flood gate that has been locked by life’s distractions and somehow I found the key to let them pour out. They’ve been waiting to be unleashed I can tell, because I can’t get them out of my head and onto paper quick enough. In the mornings, I can’t wait to get to my new writing space.  I uprooted our bedroom desk from where it was and squeezed it in a little space by my palm tree and sunlight.  The desk was meant to be there all along, it just got put in the wrong spot. Like me.

I’m coming alive. I. mean. alive. Listening to podcast of people’s stories and reading books. I can’t get enough of listening and learning about how people find their way.  Everyone, including myself, see other people’s success stories and don’t see it possible for themselves because their situation is “different” for whatever reason.  I have road blocks and it’s harder for me.

But it’s not.

All along it was possible for someone else.  I fail. I try, and I fail.  BUT so did “they”.  Mistakes after mistakes the people that become bigger than they ever thought they would be- failed their entire way. It’s all part of becoming. It’s suppose to be hard.

Something I never thought was in my heart to do was write a book.  Even if it fails, I just have to get everything out of my head and onto paper.  So that’s what God and I are going to do.  We’re going to write a book.  Maybe I can learn something about myself along the way,  if anything else it may lead me to whatever is around the corner next.

For now, you should know that it’s taken me 3 days to get my blog page halfway established.  I don’t know if that’s normal but I have realized that I AM NOT TECH SAVVY.  I actually had to google what a blog was, so this book writing thing could be a really long process. (Insert big-eyed emoji face)