The Abundance of Life

These past few days have been filled with fun and excitement.  I have taken inventory of the accomplishments in my life no matter how great or small I may think.  Life is a precious thing.  After composing 25 success stories, I recognize that my life is filled.  My cup runneth over, and my world is blessed.  My heart beats, brain thinks and stomach churns without me having to process any of it.  For that alone, I am grateful.  We are on this journey for a reason, and it would be quite ungrateful of us to complete the journey before the Author of Life says it's over.  Don't know the day or the hour, yet I know it will come.  Today I am not rushing the time.  I am living in the moment, and thanking the Creator for it all.  The abundance that I have in my life is overwhelming, and I am appreciative.  Giving thanks for it all, big and small.

Choosing Life

This month the universe has inspired me to have a conversation about living.  Now yesterday, I gave a personal account of my battle with depression and suicide.  Today I want to say that I love living!  I have taken the time to sit, think and write about the many blessings that I have in my life.  I have opted to post those blessings onto the wall so that I can remember them in my dark moments.  Now I don't want you to think that I am being too grim because this is an empowerment blog, however, the way to empowerment sometimes requires dealing with ugly experiences.

Choosing life does not mean that every day will be filled with complete joy, love and happiness.  But I am certain that if you continue to show appreciation for the life that we have been given, the greatness will evolve and manifest.  

PRO-LIFE

The intention of these words is of a therapeutic nature.  The title of this blog is called PRO-LIFE.  For many people this term is associated with a woman who is in the valley of decision when faced with an unplanned pregnancy.  Today I dare to stretch the perspective to lean itself to that of a woman faced with an unplanned pregnancy that comes from deep within and does not lead to the birth of a physical child but of that of a spiritual self re-birthing.  I'm talking about suicide.  For many years it has been a demon that I have had to manage from a deep dark place within my own heart, mind and soul.  As a younger woman, I attempted suicide with pills.  I wrote my obituary, and I planned the event as if it were a birthday party.  Obviously I was unsuccessful.  Often times, the thoughts come when I am feeling the most disempowered.  Thank God I have a gamut of resources which support me in managing these thoughts and feelings when they occur.  I write these words in a spirit of candor and vulnerability.  Perhaps you are someone who has thought of such an act, and are searching for a way to stay put.  Perhaps, you cannot tell anyone as I so boldly profess.  Perhaps, you have found this page as an act of divine intervention.  Whatever the method, I pray that these words can assist you because they are assisting me.  I recognize that I have many things to be grateful about today.  No matter how great or how small, I know that my life has a purpose.  I did not race against a billion other sperm cells to meet the egg just to end it all.  That journey would have been for naught.  I write these words as a testament of my strength, endurance, will power and spiritual supplications.  There is a greater experience awaiting my arrival, and if I end it all too soon then I will never get to experience the joy.  I'm holding on to life and I encourage you to do the same.  It is the most precious gift from the Creator of all living things.

Peace, Love & Life