The reason why I began to write is one of my little stories in my journey through life. It was a wonderful story which started with me facing a time of adversity. This time allowed me to step inwards, when i stepped inwards out came a wonderful expression...an expression of love. So I wrote down my love, my passions and my joy...and so began my journey of joy. Where I very consciously started living and loving my life. As I flow through my life I'm faced with many other stories/experiences....in all different forms. Some come to me as experiences which are very personal and happen all in my mind as thoughts, when I act, react or think about certain circumstance. Some come to me in the form of people presenting the wonder of relationships in my reality. Do these people and circumstances come to me by coincidence? Is there even such a word as coincidence? In my world it doesn't exist. I believe every thing (person, object, situation) that comes into my reality comes for a reason.
