Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Stepping Forward with Hope


As I hear the chatter within the brick walls of Florida State

Memories of this recent reality begin to fill my thoughts

Life without FSU…

Is that even a life I want to live?


Hope.


What does Hope look like after college?

I hope that I will find my way

What hope will I seek when I leave my nest?

What if it is not the hope I wanted?

“But the hope to come is worth it.”

“The future brings hope.  Hope brings me joy. Comfort. Peace.”


As the days compress together and the May gets closer

Hope rises more and more every day

“Always moving up.”

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Fight for Unity


The horse's hooves thundering beneath you, the chains of your bit as the horse pulls against the reins and the faint sound of the horses breath, and whips the horse’s mane. Every touch, every move my horse and I make, becomes unified.  Nadja expressed this same emotional attachment with her drawings. “With the end of my breath, which is the beginning of yours.” The image can be very deceiving if one did not know or understand the premise of it, but I was able to draw the connection between her drawing and the emotional attachment that came with it with my own image.

Triumph overcomes the war. The experience and the glory paint the sky with blood shed and tears. The horse’s hooves thundering against the grass paint the glory and triumph in their footprints. “The fight for the win is like a war.” There is no trail that they follow, no path that can be seen, only felt. That is when the horse and rider achieve a win upon the endless blowing green.

Halt.

The fight for freedom is over. The next fight will have to wait ‘til morning. Freedom will have to wait until next time. 


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

New Beginnings


She is afraid to lose those close to her. She does the thing you aren’t supposed to do, fall in love and forgets about herself. She thinks of him before herself, holding on to every thread. This needed to end, there needed to be a new beginning, one where the main character was she and only she.

Chapter One, the smell of summer couldn’t taste as sweet as the start of a new beginning. The smell of new opportunities, new school, and new faces.

The beginning to her new life was by beginning the reinvention of herself. Being whoever she wanted to be, but who?

It was so easy for her to go back to her normal routine, being the supporting character in her own novel, but life had a new meaning.

Her new life didn’t include excuses, grief, and selfishness that weren’t caused by her own. Fear had to be thrown out, unwelcomed in her life.

“Use it throw a football across the river, to throw a fishing line out by her banks, to throw a life into her depths.”

Could loneliness and happiness work together in harmony?

All she wanted were answers. Answers that, Sine Nomine had, “A different façade, one that is anything but welcoming, anything but peaceful, a face that fills you with fear.”

She needed to face fear, welcome it with a firm handshake.