on freedom-

it's good to be back in boone, to be back home. the hardest part though, isn't getting back into the swing of things or the classes, or the new living situation; no that stuff isn't hard at all. the hard part is learning all over again how to let life happen to me. i could have sworn i learned this lesson well over the past few months that was summer break. each day i would awaken the carpe diem from within. now it just seems as if too many expectations are failing me all at once and the weight of what i was so sure would happen- as if it was the proper pattern of these sort of things- is not playing out at all the way it should. then again, these sort of things never do turn out the way we expect them to.

i resolve to live each moment without expectations predetermined by past occurrences; rather i will love the mystery and the questions that arise with each new day. i will love my seconds as they progress into minutes, hours and then days. i will love with intention and freedom. after all love is what frees us to live and that's what i am yearning for more than anything, a life free to be lived.