Past the eye.

What remains?

Your left an empty vessel floating on the sea in the eye on the storm.
It's so calm you can't hear anything and you can't see anything, you only feel the pain the suffering that's embraced you and you can't help but feel helpless.

You feel like your left with nothing but the vessel your on and the worse part is you don't know how your going to escape it or if you ever will.
Sometimes we don't, sometimes we float on this sea for a long time, always in the eye of the storm choosing not to sail forward and bear the worst.
The dread of coming to terms with what's ahead is something most of us fear.
Some of us in fact like the pain we feel, like the fact were in a mess in which we can't turn back or escape from, but some people are so terrified to face the storm too.
Its hard when the waves keep crashing against the vessel, the ice cold waves which are so high.
We cant help but feel were going to sink, but the only way to escape it is to take it slow and ride it out push past the storm and sail over the horizon and finally see the new land In which we find.

This new land is you.
It's almost a new beginning, a new and some what improved you.
A you full of possibilities and opportunities and a roller coaster ride of faith in which were only to excited to go on.

In this new land we plant the seeds in which we will be born of.
The seeds of a new life in which we become engrossed by.

I've rode the waves, I've been in the eye of the storm and I've found my new land.
The seeds I planted with such hope have finally started to blossom and the endless sweet scent there producing is like hector to my bees, the bees of possibility and opportunity's.

I've found a road I want to travel down, a road filled with a magical journey I've put of for so long because I was scared.
This journey won't happen this year but next year I will take it and embrace it, for if it wasn't for this new land I would have never found this road, this dusty road I'm cleaning, this road of pure adrenalin, excitement, nervousness and hope.

I've only explored a small portion of this land but so far I like what I see.
An endless road full of experiences, a jungle in which I can frolic in and a lovely pool I can relax in.
This new land is something I never thought I would see but I'm so happy I've found it, but not so on which the journey started.

What remains is an empty boat slowly rusting by the rocks with a lovely picture of myself and you.
But don't worry, I'll always have the memories and I will always cherish them fondly.


But my friend can you do the same once your boat is pushed out to sea?
To say its not hard is a lie, to say it didn't break me down is a lie.
To say there isn't a day that goes by when I don't question it or find myself questioning how he is, is a lie.
But honestly sometimes you need to be pushed to embrace a new side of life, regardless if you have experienced it already or not.


I hope your ready for the storm my friend because it just might pull you under.
But I hope it doesn't.