unveiled faces

There comes a point when you have to take a good look at yourself. And admit it. You are rebellious. I've been confessing and admitting and finding freedom. I'm being called to discipline. Away from rebellion. Dying to myself. Staying engaged and interested when I would rather daydream. Paying attention to details when I'd prefer to remain tied to the bigger picture. Pushing through and passed obstacles. Doing what's right rather than what I want to do. It's called maturity. It's foundational.

I used to think that if I got out of one situation all my troubles would be gone. Now I know that by staying in those situations I'll be able to fight harder and stronger and longer next time. The problems aren't supposed to go away; they're supposed to become more defeatedable each time they arise.

reemergence

It's a shedding of skin; the removal of old habits rooted in old stories. Stories long forgotten and obsolete. I'm transitioning to a new type of woman. A woman of great courage and of little nonsense. I'm on the verge of breaking free and reemerging to shut the mouths of the ignorant.

divorce

Have you ever heard divorced women say that they found it easy to do for their second husband what was so difficult to do for their first? I swear, the same can be applied to a job. I know that what I find so hard to overcome and accomplish where I am now will be easy to do at the next level. I'm more aware now of my weaknesses. This isn't to say that I won't try here, but it won't be this difficult in the future.

feels good

To walk along uninhibited by inner thoughts and lies. To allow myself freedom from the oppression and suggestion of compromise.

forward

Mountains to the left, the Pacific to the right. Completely surrounded by Genius. Filled with night visions of never returning to the same place the same way, going onto the heights. Moving forward.

free

My freedom is near.

civic duty

It is our spiritual and civil duty to recapture the destiny of the city we live in; to bring it back to the intentions God saw for its purpose when He carved out a place for it. Our city is named very purposefully after our first president, George Washington. And it was his magnetic leadership that brought this country to a place of independence and establishment. He was a strong advocate of having no political parties, which he saw only as associations formed to pit one group of citizens against another.

What good is a vote when you still despise your neighbor? I'd rather pray and love my neighbor and city and demonstrate the awesome peace that comes when submitting myself to God's law, which is better than life.

Maybe the process is the problem.