she woke up with questions
for the past few weeks the mode of operating was full systems go
she kept moving forward and was in flow
trusting that things were unfolding as they needed to
there were many parts that needed attention...or not
maybe the trust and detachment needed to kick in again
she felt like she lost touch with her inner pilot light
in the process of change it's difficult to remain on the path of courage, faith and trust
somehow the ego creeps in and has to try and make sense of it all
put it all in a nice perfect package and tie it all in a pretty bow
in an effort to explain the seeming craziness of it all
she realized she wasn't like most of her peers
they craved security and comfort
predictability had become their anchor to a rooted life
why was she such a wanderer?
a seeker of the unknown
she longed for an adventure of not knowing
letting herself be divinely led to the darker corners of the world
the road less travelled
routine had become her unwanted friend
mystery was its replacement
this had become the driving force in her life
she sought out the challenges and welcomed them with open arms
would she regret her choices of letting go of the familiar?
she felt like it would all be good
the things and people in her life would stay if they were meant to be with her
looking back on her life she had experienced many phoenixes
and she always grew from those fires
a rebirth always followed giving new life to the overgrown garden
