For the past few days, ive been having little moments of clarity, amongst all the crap going on.
Today, it came rushing to me and i wanted to write it down.
And the events of today, as in a few hrs ago, make it seem even more poignant to me.
As i was walking to my mums, to pick up my daughter, i was listening to my mp3, and i saw me in my minds eye, walking down the road listening to it, and again, in my minds eye, i also saw a book, every footstep i ever took, every word i spoke, every thought i ever had, all laid out in front of me, like a living breathing book of my life.
We all have this book, it is personal, it is a journal, a journey, no matter what we do, its personal to us.
I saw this, and i saw me, and i felt the 2 were linked, but not the same.
This me, is just writing the book, of my life, you are writing the book of your life too.
Imagine a library, so many shelves, so many books, so many words, each one as important as the other, none being left on the shelf.
Whatever i have done in my life, whatever decisions i have made, bad (yeah, ive made plenty of them!!!)
good, still trying ;p, whatever i have done, it is all down to me.
Whether i have been deceptive, or manipulative, or good and kind, or a liar or honest, at the end of the day, i have to sign as the author, its my name on the cover, and i own it.
We own our own lives, no-one else can write it for us!
You must have a deep experience with this.
Yes, Walking Book Kelly, you release the lines, and God can even write straight on curved lines...
Kelly,,,how true,,,,,and it is often the small decisions that change your life forever.