It seems I have lost almost a couple of months. I have discovered and realised so many things. They make sense.
I realise that this is a new life now. Literally. One of which not really my own to live for myself. I have already ended my own life for the first part of the lifetime in this reality, or world, whatever or wherever or whenever I am right now. The next forty years is a life of my purpose, which I sought after eagerly since I started to embrace in my first half of existence as a material being.
And so, this purpose is called the Ministry of Motherhood. It is funny... all those years of questioning and being depressed just because life seems unreasonable. Oh well, here I am carrying on as one of the hosts of a growing soul. Maternal responsibility is divine in every aspect of it.
And then, I (re)discover that everything is energy, and energy is everything. It is amazing how I come to know free energy. Even writing now means I am expelling energy. I want to keep anything I do short, straightforward and strict. It is called energy saving.
And perhaps, I would not be writing here more often. I mean, not that I write somewhere else online. I do not even post FB status anymore. I still write... on my physical diary, mostly my dreams.
I have changed. I embrace the change.
Steady on,