A North West View

Life is something that one truly has no choice but to take part in, but life can also be an adventure if one chooses to make it one . 

Looking Back On The Road Traveled Reflecting on where you've been On the hours, days, feet, and miles that have come before Reflecting on the challenges and beauty that lay behind Reminding yourself of all the wonders that lie on the road ahead All the promises, joys, and beauty yet to be beheld In the hours, days, feet, and miles that lie ahead

First hurdle cleared, still in one piece, nerves still burning with energy.  However the energy is converting from pains of self doubt and fear to excitement and feelings of confidence and accomplishment. Confidence that if this step was achievable through all the doubt and second guessing then surely the steps to come are too.  That knowledge that the fear of the unknown is conquerable and that the power to do so is locked inside it just has to be given a chance to shine, and shine it will.  It will shine to light a new path, a path of new experiences, new discoveries and full of new learning.  A path that will lead to a new and brighter life, a life full of new possibilities, and a new confidence.  

Running towards change, a massive change, excitement mixed very liberally with fear. Fear of the unknown, and fear of what happens if success is not forthcoming but instead failure is instead the result that pours forth into the landscape of reality.  Failure that would all but reinforce the worst assumptions about one’s self, who they are and what they are capable of.  Yet change is inevitable, so the only real question is do you take that bull by the horns and try and direct the change that you want or do you let change trample all over you and merely try to adjust to it instead.

I know that some of you have been worried about me and how I have been doing, I am really starting to feel better.  Matter of fact I have been feeling creative lately and I have started to write, and a story at that which is something that I don't often do.  I thought that I would share a little taste of it with you so after the jump is the first paragraph of my story. (8 pages so far)

Nothingness sneaks in first filling in the hidden corners of one’s being, then slowly spreading like a black mass, smothering all the lies in its path, draining the life out of life itself.  Yet its familiarity in a very twisted way brings some level of comfort,  as if a treasured blanket on a cold dark evening. http://anothwestview.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-storm-clouds-gather.html