5 Minute Freehand

 



Lesson 2, in the Words That Move Writing Workshop, with GG Renee, is a two part exercise.
First, we are to just write freely, whatever comes to mind...for five minutes. Then, we have to read the writing and label our thoughts.

Here are my random thoughts:

Been toying with this "wounded spirit" poem; having a tough time completing. I cannot seem to connect the dots, words aren't flowing. What makes a wounded spirit?

Heartache, hurts, tragedy, lies, pain, and living the struggle. The struggle is real...

What heals a wounded spirit?

Moving from bitterness and un-forgiveness. Seeking a higher power, aligning with the universe. Prayer and meditation. Losing yourself in Christ helps heal the heart. It can be confusing at times; it can also be misleading. On average people think surrendering to God frees them of ALL their troubles - quite the contrary. DAYUM DEVIL!!!

Transitioning from the life of a sinner into a saint is no easy feat. It requires patience, studying, prayers, listening, and letting go of tradition, along with most of the ideals you learned in the 'hood...

it isn't easy to give up on everything and everyone you hold dear; can't let go of that history.

 

***My 5 minutes ended here, but I continued to let it flow***

 

Oddly enough, I found that I had accepted where I was and where I was going. Once I accepted my purpose, I could accept that relationships evolve and it isn't personal. Letting go doesn't mean that I love you any less; I just value me, my journey, and my goals a little bit more. No more comparisons. No more waiting. No more dragging you along. No more begging you to stay or understand or change. My next level awaits. With you or without you, I have to press on. I will always love you and never forget you but our paths come to the fork in the road.

 

Here is my label:

In every relationship, change will come. I was afraid to change, afraid to let go of people, dreams, ideals. I am still somewhat apprehensive, but my reasons are different. I have let go and/or loss many people, many things; all were once a major part of my life. I no longer need approval. Though I screw up, I am more concerned with pleasing God than people - this causes me much toil (I obsess & get in the way). Being with God is so much better than being without Him, but we are misled by the romanticizing of what a relationship with Him is about. 

 

#AnotherTransformationInProgress