“People give flowers as presents because flowers contain the true meaning of Love. Anyone who tries to possess a flower will have to watch its beauty fading. But if you simply look at a flower in a field, you will keep it forever, because the flower is part of the evening and the sunset and the smell of damp earth and the clouds on the horizon.”

- Brida, Paulo Coelho 

There is a time and place for everything. The universe, or as you'd put it- God, doesn't create coincidences without reason.

Lessons to be learnt, unique to each individual. 

The concept of a "soul mate" revisited. Somehow my gut senses tells me I may have found mine. And being young and selfish in my way of recognition - I have betrayed the most vulnerable human experience. There is a price to pay for that. I need to relook and center myself again. Find my awareness. My being.

There are paths I have to consciously choose to walk down. I pray for the wisdom to recognize these choices and the awareness of life in the moments I make those decisions. For they make up the being of the future.

The present redeems the past, making the future. I seek answers and understanding of the world around me. To always be aware that I am, like any other who has come and walked before me upon the paths. To learn my gift. That there is no better or worse. There just is. Explanations are not necessary all the time when living and experiencing is concerned. 

I fear love but embrace it. We all know of its lights and energy- but the shadows casted in its presences are unsettling and the forces are destructive. Maybe deconstruction prepares us for what comes next?

To be thankful, God has provided me with abundance and a cargo load of good will. I've been blessed with a brilliant vocation in the army, an experience of love I wouldn't trade the world for, an understanding of people when I look at the vast personalities around me and guidance in my dark nights.

Faith. Hope. Love.