I don’t fit in.
I was never suppose to.
I was not made in a mold, I was sculpted.
They try to turn me back into soft clay.
So they can mold me their own way.
They do not own me.
I affirm it with my mouth, that I am beautiful, the way I am.
I affirm it in my actions, that my mind is wild and free.
I affirm it with my walk, that I am confident in God who concurs all.
Some call it my strut, I call it my faith.
I thank God for letting me see and know who I AM.
I am free.
A wild one.
A conscious living soul.
A believer in Jesus Christ.
Made in the image not of this world.
And I am rooted in a higher place.
So no, I don’t fit.
But, I am connected to all that lives.
— Jessica Leanice
This Worship Wednesday I wanted to share a poem I wrote after reflecting on a few situations and experiences I have had over the past few months. As I grow deeper into my spiritual self by reading God’s word and practicing yoga, I become awoken to spiritual truths. That is what this poem is about. I hope it brings you peace and understanding in your own existence on this beautiful earth.
Read the #GoToScripture of the week here.
Peace love light ☆ Namaste. 💜
Spending alone time in nature can generate an atmosphere of peace and stillness in the mind. Below are a few photos I took of the sunrise in December 2015, may they bring you a little peace and stillness in your life or encourage you to spend alone time with nature.