A fresh Lens

Hello, hello Is this mic on 🎤

I mean I have been screaming at the top of my lungs for years and it seems as if I have been getting ignored. H-E-L-L-O

Yes, I confusingly yet not really answered. Yep, that's me. You might be wondering how did we get here? It all started when I lost my sight.

It's interesting how we both can be looking in the same direction and yet see two different things. This was my perspective, my lens for quite some time. I failed to see what was on the other end of your view. Within this reflection of my fresh lens I remembered how much I turned my sight from the excitement in the eyes of those around as they eagerly waited opportunities just to know me, learn from me, share space with me.

I hate to admit this but I didn't see the things they saw. I was too busy looking past my ownself to even see the wonders of my Goddess majestic, magical purposeful being of intention. Yes, I missed me with my old lens. How sad, right? Yes, it is because the sadness is not just for the sorrows of my years blind but when I looked past me it was because I saw you.

Yes, the innocence within me allowed me to see and hear the many stories of others unseen as kids, not heard in their voices and discouraged to walk in authenticity. That is what my eyes were so focused on that I missed that I needed reminding too.

So, here I am reminding us both. We are forever seen. We are forever heard and valuable. The little and big details about you are so significant to this world.The world often sends little reminders if we tune in really quietly then we catch a few. I caught several over the past 3 years and they caused me to stop right in my tracks and listen.

And listen, and continue listening until my eyes which are the path to my soul began to see what has always been there. I haven't stopped smiling and being her since.

I hope to SEE you soon