For the longest time I saw the start of life as the time that I was born into this world and being born was the ultimate beginning of life. Growing into a child, I never thought to ponder on life as I was often govern by my strong sense of will,feelings and passion (I still am, perhaps with a dabble of sensibility and rationality gained from the foolishness of my younger years). Then I became a teen and my ability to think critically greatly decreased as emotions became the lust of life. To feel was to experience and to experience was to live. I took great liberties with my self created maxim and went about life doing as I please, failing to think deeply.
And now, I do think. Not as little as before, but not as much as I should. I think that life is filled with many pathways and these pathways always have a place to start at. Finally! My fatuous, naive mind has finally realize that in every event in life, there is a new commencement.
The beauty about beginnings is that they are fresh, untouched, uncharted and filled with grace from God. For that, I am truly thankful to Him.
I think back now on all the paths I've taken and recall all my beginnings in life. They are filled with blessings and at the same time lessons for me to learn.
Everyone talks about roadblocks of the journey, yet nobody ever talks about the exhilaration experienced at the start of every journey.
Here is to a new beginning in my life.
