I don't know who I am to be honest. I know when the rain touches skin it isn't there for just a moment; it flows through me forever. I know when the sun's light makes its way to me it doesn't just bring heat; it brings comfort. When I'm by myself and my bare feet touch the grass I know that I'm not alone; I'm surronded.
So I may not know anything "about me". I know that I know little about little and I know have a lot to learn. I’ve never performed a ritual at Yule and I don’t light candles very often, but I feel the seasons change and the seasons change me. I know there’s more about life than what science can explain. I know that despite how lonely I feel at times that I’m not alone.
I know I have a long way to go. I know that I’m at the very beginning of a journey that will never end. I am open to suggestion but not to control. I look for guidance in everyone and everything but will not sacrifice who I am. I am not afraid to ask for help.