A Truth of Sorts (Journal Entry #3)

This I know:

We will meet again one day

not because it is written in the stars

But rather, in the language of our own souls


I can’t explain it, I really can’t. But I know this.

It is a truth that lives within me.

A truth that is so real,

so apart of me that

it no longer questions me.

It lives within me and maybe one day it was die within me, but it is inevitably and without a doubt a part of me.

I am not holding on to it. It just is. 

– B

From January 26, 2015

5 thoughts on “A Truth of Sorts (Journal Entry #3)

    1. Thank you so much, Lisa. I honestly didn’t know I could write like this until all the sudden the words were in my head and I just had to write them down. I think about that sometimes. How will I feel? I think its one of those things that just has to happen to find out…because I’m really not sure.

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  1. I can see you not only relishing that day, but all the promise and intrigue of all the days until then. When we have something within us like this, it’s not just the destination. There’s a beauty in holding it within us until it happens.

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    1. I love the way you expressed this, Eli. It’s really quite true. I feel no rush to get to that day. It might be next year or it might be in twenty years, but I’m fine with whatever happens, It took me a while to get to this point, but now that I’m there, it’s really quite powerful. I’m so happy to be here.

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