Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The Wooing of The Call


So I went on this long journey that kept me away from my interest and dreams. I have spent about 10months away from writing, speaking, blogging, singing, real country cooking and designing. I had lost interest in the most simplest things. I went on this journey not by choice but time and life's issues overshadowed my very sense of self and I completely lost that which made me, ME. I was losing myself in bits, daily, to the perils of this so called existence; to responsibilities, adulthood, to life. The Vivian I once knew ran, leaping away from everything that defined who I really was. I remembered days when going to church and playing drums was fun, when staying up late, cleaning and decorating the sanctuary was my oasis. I remember the percolating smell of trying out new gourmet recipes from the food network and how that thrilled me. I also remember using my God given hands to design clothes, make gel candles that last for years. I remember my voice, the sound of it, the use of it, I remember the day the resounding of my voice broke a bulb in church. I remember using my mind to create, and my fingers wrote passionate poems and how writing was my life. I remember inspiration, the tingle I feel when I write something new. I remember the ideas, the dreams, the sense of ownership, the certainty of greatness, the knowing of who I am, and who was called to be. Now only the shadows exist, the thoughts of who I once was, but the knowing that somehow shes not too far gone. Yea, life did happen, principles did somehow change, did things I never thought I could do, but I do believe in a new day, a new start, a new Genesis. I do believe that all those things will come back once inspiration finds me again. I am on a different journey now, it just started today. This is my first writing in 10months, I am now pregnant with words, with stories yearning to be told, with ideas borne out of adversity, with a new sense of self. My conflicted soul is now finding rest, who I once was and who I am now makes a beautiful story, teaches a great lesson. I am ready to come alive, I am ready to bask in the wooing of the call.

2 comments:

TwoFish said...

AMEN!
(I remember that broken bulb, too, lol!)
I am so happy for your new beginning. This happens to all of us, I believe, yet, it's beautiful when we return back to who we are, and rediscover ourselves. We take our new experiences and lessons, and become someone even better than before.
Love you!

RAHMA said...

This is beautiful! Is this book out yet? Is it a true life story? This inviting page makes me think already about myself in two different ways and it really makes me want to go home, sit, think, and re-shape what I lost that I think is very important in my life. I really can't wait for it to be out so I can grab a copy!