I blogged about having a personal “mantra” last month as part of a discussion I was actually having with myself on what I want to do and where I want to go in my life.

No joke, those questions are probably some of the hardest questions I’ve ever had to answer, and I don’t think I’ve been able to answer them yet – I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to really. I have a rough idea of what I want to do, but it hasn’t been an easy road, and it’ll only get more challenging before I’m in a place where I will feel good about myself.

As I was reading, I came across the above phrase, which was actually pretty close to what I think I was trying to express. Although, if you had asked me that same question six years ago, I would have had a very different answer.

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Is’nt it funny how time can change your entire perspective on life and even your own opinion of yourself and your values. I know mine have taken a drastic turn. I am usually the type of person that had never doubted where I was going or what I was going to do when I got there. Today, I am not as confident of either of those things.

What about you? Have you ever had an experience in your life so profound that it changed your outlook or your views on life entirely? I suppose that sounds kind of dramatic, but it really isn’t. I don’t believe you can really go through life without hitting significant obstacles in the road. Have you ever had one of these and if so, what did you do to get over that obstacle? Do you live by a specific “code” or mantra or something similar that you aspire to?

I’ve been thinking about this website and the reason I started it in the first place. And I see this website as a canvas of sorts, an artwork that is ever-changing and evolving as I do. That said, there is a part of me that is holding onto the writer within, the teenager that wrote and wrote until her hand went numb, the freelance journalist that never thought she could get a byline and that person is waiting for a chance to shine again.

So along with my other creative endeavours, I want to write more. I need to feed that monster clawing under my skin.

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