Sitting in what seems to be a somberly place, yet somehow traces of light seem to squeeze their shining rays through. The dullness around me makes me think of the all the dark moments in my life that have managed to surround me to the point of suffocation. Looking in every direction to be rescued from all the negative angles from the past that try to manipulate and destroy my character. No matter the direction that I look for help it seems as though these negative factors try to keep me pulled down within their clutch. They want me to stay still in a stagnated position, attempting to cause me to not reach my God calling position. Although my soul is screaming to just get up, to just remove myself from this place, it’s like my mind wont stop going and my feet wont move. This is a place in which has created a immense amount of loneliness, questions, and confusion. Its like I am sitting anxiously rocking back and forth between what needs to be done, letting go, and the fear that I have stopping me from doing it. The only sign of hope I have is looking at the colored window. The window in which I see the plans that God has for me. The window in which reflects who I will be, not who I was. I am the only one seated upon the course of my life. I am the one who must choose to stop looking at what was, fearing for what could be, and just grip a hold of what it is. Sitting in the chair of my life holds me as the only one accountable for its happiness, and the ability to see past the tactics trying to break me. Although life may choose to try to rock me, that doesn’t mean that I have to choose to rock backwards with it, or rock forwards to the future that isn’t here yet. It does however make the importance of stillness in the moment be a priority in taking the time to recreate myself in the purpose in which my life was intended to be. However sitting in stillness by choice of peace and freedom, not of being held back from burdens trying to control me.