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Being Honorable

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No woman knows another woman. She hopes that the other is an honorable one

It is almost a year, just days away from those days when my winds of change were know to me! Those foul winds that take time to wash the stench away from your nostrils and your body.

The woman that blew those winds, sleeps with no conscience. I applaud her, she’s the type that lies to herself even swhen she knows truth stares her in the face.

But I’m not here to discuss that day, nor last year, I’m here to rejoice the change that brought about.
Today I know that it was my destiny and I was following it, I just needed a little push and that woman was the instrument of my Karma.

METANOIA was my karma
(n) the journey of changing of one’s mind, heart, self or way of life. She was my saving grace. Last year I found my saving grace in a book by that name, but every day I’ve seen the acts of grace from God, the universe or a guardian angel. You have been a witness and my cheering audience, I have shared with you all and you have given me back the will to go on.
Friends and family failed me, who survived with me today they are my ribs, never will I doubt their love.

My problems are not gone, but they do not matter! I’ve learned to breathe and look beyond them. When I’ve least expected it, I received my reward. For today I can say thank you to that woman who brought that foul wind I cleansed, I shead my skin, I’ve build windmills and I flying free with the will of the wind!

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  3. Some find their true selves in venues of pleasure; some find it by experiencing pain. The gift is in knowing your true self exists and can advance in life with integrity and honor. Wishing you only the best in life.

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