Reflections Along the Journey
As It Unfolds
Oct. 14, 2026
The past several months have flown by. While I have made progress on the book, much of my focus has been on speaking. I have always felt that speaking and writing the book are interwoven. As I speak, new things come to light. Things I hadn’t thought about before, stories I am beginning to see, belong. And it allows a clearer understanding of the direction the book is taking.
The working title is Naturalize Your Mind, and the concept of the book is beginning to take shape. I’m learning that I can’t force the writing just because I think I should be working on it. I write when the inspiration is present.
And inspiration is present when I am speaking. It is my true inspiration. Every time I stand in front of a group and share my story and the words that came back with me, something seems to become a little clearer. Sometimes it is something I say that I have never said quite that way before. Sometimes it is a question someone asks or a conversation afterward. Those moments are becoming part of the journey of writing this book.
So although the book isn’t moving according to a schedule, it is moving. And as my journey continues, the book grows into what it is meant to be.
Beyond the Written Word
Not every message becomes a page. Some are meant to be spoken.
Listen to Dead Girl Talking and explore the conversations that continue to shape this journey.
The Part I Cannot See
July 10, 2026
As I’m going through my journals, memories start to take over, and along with them comes a feeling of melancholy.
Many times, I have felt as though a part of me is missing—hiding, waiting for me to discover it. This feeling has come and gone since I “came back”—a feeling of being caught between two different worlds. Yet, even as I meditate and release these feelings, they still seem to grow stronger at times.
When my journal folder went missing, along with all of the scans I had done, my first thought was that perhaps it was meant to happen this way. Perhaps I am meant to take my time and read each journal again.
I have only gotten through a couple of them so far, yet this feeling that something is missing continues. I can’t help but wonder why I was led in this direction. But I will follow it with curiosity. I will meditate upon it and fill my mind with faith, trusting that this is my path..
There is a part of me
The secret part I cannot see
Guiding me through my days
As my melancholy weighs
Leading me toward the sun
When the Journals Disappeared
July 3, 2026
I have been scanning journals for quite a while now. Last night, as I finished what I thought was my last journal to scan, I discovered that my main folder containing all of the previous scans was gone. After much research, I learned the files could not be recovered.
As I sat reflecting on what had happened, something quietly dawned on me. Those journals are part of my journey, but they may not be necessary for the beginning of this book.
You see, writing this book has felt like a task I would need help with. I believed those journals held the answers. But the words in those journals came from within, just as the words for this book will come from within.
As I was thinking about this, these words were given to me:
Take your time before you start.
Quiet your mind.
Listen to your heart.
Perhaps I had become a little too ambitious in believing I needed every journal at my fingertips. Maybe they are meant to be a source of inspiration, but not the source itself.
The writing I am doing now is new. It belongs to this moment.
So as I begin writing today, I can’t help but believe those missing files left me with one simple reminder:Keep moving forward. Keep looking forward. Work in faith.