never wanted an ordinary life.
A life of mundane, the same job, the same washing of dishes,
the same vacuuming of the carpet, the same cleaning of the bathrooms, ordinary.
Washing, Ironing, Functioning, Etc. = Wife
The mundane and boredom aspect of being a housewife hit me at the
age of 6. I watched my grandmother slave away for her kids
and grandkids. I watched the joys and deep sorrows that came with motherhood
that a father never experiences.
Ordinary. I never wanted a husband, I wanted a partner in crime, a adventurer,
a MacGyver, a wingman, a follower.
I certainly, got it. I have explored other countries, Namibia, Mozambique
and India. I adventure to different aspects of self, to explore the light and the darkness
of my soul.
Fact is I hate ordinary, the mundane, I seek amazing, exploring, risk taking,
being on the edge of a huge break through, an ageless utopia of creativity,
Divine intervention and the flowing synchronicity.
I stepped into an unknown life, the adventurer of myself.
A richness which keeps growing as I age like a 20 something,
never to loose my spark, my laughter, my joy and most of all,
my happiness which no money can buy.
A deeper connection of spirit gets ignited and another journey begins within.
Find the extra ordinary in your ordinary.