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  • Writer's pictureNemi

Thank You...

I suppose now is as good a time as any to say, "Thank you". The last few weeks, months, years, seconds, minutes, and hours have taught me so much. I've often stated that we only get one shot at this thing called life, well, unless you believe in reincarnation, in which you might be granted a few more turns at "life".

Many of us aren't truthful with ourselves, me probably the chief of the "us". We tell ourselves that we're happy with work, religion, family, and self when in fact we're miserable but afraid to rock the boat and change our course of action.

I'm not one to overly share too much of myself, however, I will say this for the first and last time, "Never jump into a seemingly dried out canal bed without making sure it's truly dried out first". I digress, I just had to share in case one of you decided you'd want to capture a picture of wildflowers... (meh, back to this story)

The adage of the truth setting us free is very true and I for one have not been truthful for far too long. Someone not too long ago labeled me as being passive aggressive; if you know me, you know how much I dislike labels. IF a label were to be provided, I'd like to think it would be more along the lines of INSECURE.

In the last few weeks I've read about ego and peace, stillness and character and I've found that I'm human through these readings. It's strange to think that an author is generalizing a topic yet all the while directing their message at me.

IF you find yourself in a place of unhappiness, don't be afraid to change your narratives; remember, we only get one of these.

In the last few weeks, I've found myself in a position of either choosing to be a real asshole or merely allowing a little peace to flow through my thoughts and heart. I've literally said, "Lord please" a few dozen times in order to attempt to come back to center and tonight, from the center is where I'm writing; the center of my heart.

I'm not perfect but the beauty is none of us are, I'm not failing, I'm not hurting, I'm not lost, I am thankful. I'm thankful to the few people whom I've found refuge within over the course of this lifetime, some friends for decades, some friends for a few years, but none friends for but just a moment.

You see it take just a moment for feelings to sprout up, it takes just a moment to utter the words I love you without understanding what love is, it takes just a moment to become lost within a person, it take just a moment for seeds to be planted in fields for other people's lik


In a past life, I was hurt by someone who I thought I loved, someone who I trusted with my hopes and dreams but more importantly my heart. In the end I was told that I was not good enough and that I wouldn't amount to too much, I wouldn't travel, or be successful. What the hell does success look like to the eyes of the blind? I was blind to who I was and who I was meant to be. Thank you for showing me that truth is possible when it come to matters of the heart and future.

Sometimes the truth does hurt but many a times, the truth will set us free, however, there's always a price to freedom; we must remember there's also a price with captivity too and by captivity I'm referencing our spirit of happiness, adventure, and love.

I sat in canal today, I could have filled it with some emotions but instead I took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, thank for your time...." and then I took two more deep breaths and shot the picture below these words. You see the rain was just about to start and the flowers they were dancing in the wind, they were dancing because they were free in a way, they made the decision to be truthful to themselves and to no one else; I was just lucky enough to be a quiet observer.

Thank you for making it this far.... Be true to you

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