On the Road to Damascus…

Journal        Sunny London Friday 6 April 2012

On the Road to Damascus,

Here I am traversing the road to Damascus on my own, I carry a small luggage with room enough to fit in all the pieces of the broken puzzle I call my life. This is not an easy road, it leads to self-realisation and for that to take place it is necessary to contemplate my inner life, to go back and forth between faded memories that sometimes catch a glimpse of light, and then become clearer. I have never been a coward, on the contrary life itself has made me become a survival. A survival to pain, disappointment and illness. All this, I must say has made me a much stronger person, more humane and more real.

You may be asking yourself at this point ‘Why does she share her inner thoughts with us?’ well, the answer is simple. I don’t know you yet I know one thing about you, that you are human and therefore prone to suffering and if you been one of the lucky ones who haven’t been touched by tragedy, in that case what I share with you is a life lesson that you can learn from me without having to go through all the pain and suffering. Today more than ever I know I must continue in this journey. If I am to be of real value to myself, to my family and to society, I must be me.  Life is full of surprises, when you least expect it, what you least expected may happen to you and then you’ll have a moment like Saul of Tarsus, later know as the Apostle Paul,  had on the road to Damascus. A moment where all you though was real and solid breaks down into tiny little pieces before your eyes. Those pieces or the old you turn into dust – and the only way forward is to start a new. To begin with new paradigms and to be born again. Throughout our lives we die and are born on number of occasions. As long as we live, life will always push us to evolve and to improve the quality of our lives.

So I’m on this road… there is no regret, there is hope, there is sadness at times and many joys as well. One thing is for sure. I would never want life anyway else, because it is through the suffering and self-analysis that I can really appreciate every detail of life: the smile of a child, the beautiful flowers, the sun that caresses my skin and makes me feel alive, the foods that I enjoy so much and tantalise my taste buds, the hearty laughter that reminds me I’m still a child inside, the tears that clear my vision so I can see  myself and others better, the wonder of travelling and meeting new people, learning from them and experiencing life at a new level. And the list goes on and on and on, the many things and people I am grateful for in my life.

Thanks my dear readers. It is always a pleasure to share with you my thoughts, my life, my ups and downs, in the hope that one day very soon I’ll be able to write… guess what? I’m 100%!!!!

Until that day, I will continue to share with you my life’s journey – to share those magical portals I encounter at times, that embed my life with magic and love.

Have a lovely Easter Weekend!!!!!!    


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