The girl on the brink of everything.

My first actual blog post, on my first actual blog. I did it ! Although, I have no idea what I am doing really. I figure it’s the same as life , we have no idea what we are doing, but we jump right in full force; we figure it out on the way down.

I took the edge off my nerves by just saying that even if nobody but myself reads this, at least I can say I wrote it, I wrote about the musings of my life . My thirtysomething-ish life. I have made enough mistakes and have taken many wrong roads to get where I am . I may not have much, but I do have experience. I find my grateful heart in that and my perseverance.

As my spiritual path has evolved, I realize lately , that if soul contracts are real than mine must be about change. About growth as a person , about loss and grief and all the different faces of grief. Not phases but faces. My soul contract must be about getting back up after falling more than one time and always on my face.  I’m “thick as shit ” as my mom would say…. at least I tried.

I picked this background of my blog , because I identified with the girl in the photograph. The girl on the brink of everything , or nothing. Alone or waiting? Beginning or ending? Dawn or dusk? Sad or happy?…. Undefined

I am undefined. I am all and everything and too much. I am real and raw emotion. I am scared to death and I am rooted in faith . I find my way and than I need a map . I get lost in my circle . I am a soul in a human body , having a human experience. Trying to figure it all out while maintaining my composure. I am an adult but don’t feel like adulting hardly ever lately. I think we have a lot in common …don’t you?

Here’s to a great friendship…

Xo,

Nancy