Thursday March 3rd 2011. This beaten(?) past(?). What do you do when you suffer broken heart. I'm usually the one to sit around and wallow(?) in it. I beat myself up emotionally devoting myself in to music that help me to release tears, sadness, anger. All of the emotions that go with a broken heart. It's my heart ___ that resting itself by reflection very deeply in word towards itself. Like look at the mirror If you will. The past 3 months have been very trying to me testing my faith, testing my trust, testing my position and ultimately leading me to make some pretty tough decisions. One thing I have always been known for is going with my good instinct that soft untouchable place inside of me that fuels my heart in each new adventure. I never looked at this time which I'm going back to my roots person unknown and obviously necessary reason as an adventure with many reward and lessons to be learned.
