Today, I am going to talk about some recent thoughts and feelings that I had after completing a four year journey, writing a trilogy. The universe I was immersed in produced a world that I belonged to and yet now I am sad to say goodbye to it. This life felt real and it brought great rewards to mine. Now that it is over, I am embarking on a new life. I already feel a separation from the first, but I am strangely ok with that because I know that my journey has only begun. The most beautiful thing that I have realized on this journey is that I feel a sense of power that I have never felt before. The thing that is funny though, is that selling books or benefiting financially doesn't matter. It isn't even important, because the benefits that I have received from this journey have bought me something that money cannot. Happiness, contentment, fulfillment and purpose. That is all that I really needed. I have always had a job, but it never satisfied me the way that my writing has. But I am still thankful for 'the job', because it too serves a purpose. It provided the income needed to live, so that I could find my passion too live.
The Dream is True.
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