Last year I buried my toys in the soil and removed my hand steadily into adulthood.
My eyes were exposed to succinct clarity. Call it 'Saturn Rising'. Call it turning 30. But I call it empowering.
I accomplished things I once didn't have the courage or tools to ascertain.
Everything which was once a jumbled puzzle became a Tetris board which I contorted the crooked pieces in harmony.
I know where I am, who I am and how to train myself to get where I need to go.
I am fully aware of both my flaws and strengths.
I lost my youthful cockiness, selfish and rebellious nature and awkwardness but found confidence. strength and a bit of wisdom.
I am in a serene place and nothing can take my inner peace from me.
Next year I hope to emulate the word 'accomplished'.
Ooh, accomplished is a good word for 2011. I have so many on my list of things to be accomplished, but I'll be turning 29 in March and I feel the need to re-evaluate where I'm at on my list!
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