Destiny?

It was in a recent gift of a scrapbook given to me that this piece found life and meaning. The empty pages were a lure I couldn’t resist, and as i wrote and the pages turned, this came to me again... an epiphany, unplanned, unexpected... like the best things in life…

This one’s for the girl whose spontaneous gift evolved into something that I would never have imagined. Thanks shi(gre)rly, for a gift that turned out to be the best ever! Owe you...


Destiny?

What’s your destiny but your autobiography? The story of your life that you write from day to day, from hour to hour, from moment to moment, from birth to your last breath?

Every new day is a fresh start, a new blank page.. to be written on as you will. The choice is yours, whether to fill it with life, music, laughter, joy and love or to disfigure the page with the baggage of the past and aprehensions of the future.

So plot it with all the creativity and ingenuity that is yours to comand if you will but wish for it with a sincere heart. Pack it with all the action, adventure, emotions and life-experiences you can possibly pack into a lifetime. And block nothing. Block nothing that comes to you naturally. Let it twist and turn and brim over with your passion for life, exploring every posssible avenue, following no rules and guidelines except those dictated by your own true nature. Page by page, put together an autobiography that sings of the immense beauty, poetry and endless possibilities that exist for each and every one of us.

Write your own, unique story. Let none accuse you of plagiarism. Let every page be an expression of your individuality, your own unique approach to life, and you would have written a story worth telling.

And most importantly, write it for your own sake. There’s nothing that you need to prove… to anyone.

And look for no rave reviews, or rewards…

For the reward, the ultimate reward… is in the writing…