Rambling Thoughts.

Still. 2 years later.

Trying to understand how to make my life aligned with my Creator.

Trying to understand how to continue after realizing how much I will have to relearn.

We are products of our environments.

We all begin the same. Laws of nature that connect all humans and remind each generation down the line that no matter what people invent or how evolved our thinking becomes… the laws of nature will always prevail.

Laws of nature to remind us all that something bigger is at work and has ultimate control.

I live in a time where control and power are what people chase. Control and power are two things that society has constructed to be able to give validation.

Validation is important sometimes. The importance of what we need validation for should change with age.

Age has me 31 going on 32 in four months. The years seem to go by more quickly now as an adult then during the childhood schooling years.

Age has me feeling like I’ve been through enough experiences that show me that I am headed in a different direction.

Age is just time in which we use to compare and measure ourselves to others on this life journey during the same point in history.

Bringing me to the point that I am truly trying to comprehend and express with the remaining years I live.

The world is a big place. There are a lot of people that fill up the space that in the beginning was made by the divine creator… A divine creator that divinely created the ultimate stage where HIS STORY would unfold and play out. Mother Earth.

On this spinning globe, gravity grounds human nature for the sake of needing people to develop the land and create different traditions and cultures… showing how different life could be somewhere else… showing that people live differently all over the world.

I am truly trying to understand the WORK in which I have been designed for. We all are born with a purpose. Everything that has breath needs to recognize the fact that it was given for the sole purpose to be used… but how you use it is key… A key has the ability to unlock and open something or it can close and lock something. I believe everyone is equipped with their own skeleton key. I believe everyone has different things that brings out curiosity within that allows them to connect to a higher source. Everyone doesn’t want the same things and people need to learn that while they’re young and developing.

I happen to have been born in the United States. California dreaming for the first 21 years of life. I was my parents 3rd child and my older siblings remember living in San Francisco before my father’s job relocated us to the house I first remember feeling was home. Located on the grounds of San Quentin State Prison… one of the first houses within the gates… facing the ocean… the house that had the room that I knew as my space with the window I found myself looking out often…

I had the best view in my opinion because it faced the ocean and it was that ocean that calmed me.

We live in a society that is constructed to keep people in boxes with pretty labels that can be easily displayed.  

SheISme.

She was fierce, she was strong, she wasn’t simple. She was crazy and sometimes she barely slept. She always had something to say. She had flaws and that was ok. And when she was down, she got right back up. She was a beast in her own way, but one idea described her best.

She was unstoppable and she took anything she wanted with a smile.
R.M. Drake

“She slept with wolves without fear, for the wolves knew a lion was among them…”

…and she always had a way with her brokenness. She would take her pieces and make them beautiful.

R.M. Drake

…she smiled at the ocean because the waves told her story…

R.M. Drake

Seasons. Signs. Moving on.

Lessons will be taught. Life is a process.
Processing every experience and developing reactions… developing behaviors…
Coping mechanisms because we learn life is about coping.
Life has a different plan for each soul‚ yet the same inevitable end.
Inevitable indeed…

This life is teaching me lessons about me.
Gifts are given from a divine source. Each soul equipped with something unique. Each soul transported through a body. A vessel in which carries us through the physical realm of  life.
The physical seems to be what we believe in more and more.
Further away from the beginning each generation gets… the more we forget… the less we seem to care about stories our ancestors came to tell… the more attached we become to material things…
All these things that meet the eye satisfy our need for instant gratification…
Instant gratification.
The desires of flesh overpower the desires of Spirit.
Off balance we are thrown.
Thrown into this life. Thrown into this body of mine. Thrown.
Each year that passes, each day we wake up‚ each breath we breathe‚ draws us nearer to when we leave our bodies… becoming a memory…