I wasn’t going to budge I wasn’t moving. I hoped to say I was standing my ground, but I was tired. Tired of doing this on my own.

The more and more I allowed for the negative thinking to overcome my thought process the more slowly it ate away at my goodness, at my strength…

It took falling back in love with the simple things of life to have a better view. Faith, Hope, Love…

All I wanted to do was be in the moment with everyone. I wanted to turn down my volume, I wanted to shut my mouth more and listen more…

I love to be active as much of my life exist around some activity, some form of fun that causes those sweat beads to pop. But the mental plays a part…

We potentially possess the exact It we need to fulfill our purpose, the one thing or things we were designed to perform.

The seasons never change but how we adjust to the coming season can affect how we perceive them.

Going uphill I was able to control my traction, I knew where my footing was going to be the best. But downhill was a bit more of a slippery slope…

I was blessed to be a part of some dominate championship teams, but the game changed. Life changed. The game shifted playing fields from fields of grass to the field of Life.

I know I needed a contingency plan to put into place just in case things really went South. I could tell things were heading down a wrong path.

A time of disbelief and disobedience…A time to stop and check my output in life…

As I woke up this morning thoughts began to fill this mind of mine. As I was awakening to this beautiful day my mind was doing what my mind does, search. Searching for the right way to start this beautiful day…

While I know it is not wrong to self-manage the life I have been blessed with, I also know a selfless life is a blessing.

As I look at the open gym sign, I decide in my head where to run to? I am no longer running away but running towards the challenges it has for me. So, where to run…

I’ve been here before, this feeling, but the times in between the last visit was so long it was faint, a faint memory.

There is this unexplainable love that exist. I know it is there, and I can feel it. I know it is there because there is something that I just can’t explain. I really wish I knew how to put it into words, but sometimes words will never be enough. Love, Unexplainable.

Life isn’t made to be forced at the last minute; life is made to be lived up until the last minute. I knew that if I was to get out of this rut of a forced life, I was to take responsibility for this wonderful life that God blessed me with.

Time was on my side but was I making the right choices? I was making the right choices but was it in time? Confusing questions that came at a confusing time, but maybe I was just stuck in between choices and needed to make a choice…

I still have the power of choice and while I may be delivered from bondage, I may never be free from them, unless my mind changes. Deliverance or Freedom…

Who really would want to derail any true positive progress being made? I knew I wouldn’t do such a thing to myself but still I had moments of being derailed. There were still these moments when life just seemed off.