Let me begin.. again

It has been a long time since I've taken the time to sit and write. It's amazing to me how life ebbs and flows... sometimes the words come easily and I can barely go a day without sitting in silent reflection and share my thoughts in the form of words... on paper... or on this computer. Then other times life and living takes the place of all the words. At times there is less contemplation... less moments of sitting in silence... yet I find I still long for these. Sometimes the need is so strong that my body starts shouting at me.

I have been sick so many times lately. Back in November.. for almost three weeks I was sick. I was in Winnipeg at the time, staying at my friends house in the country and taking time just to recover. I did a lot of reading during tht time.. and a lot of writing. Maybe that is what my body has been trying to tell me. Maybe I haven't been listening to what it is she is trying to say. Again over Christmas I was back at home in Toronto and sick again for a couple weeks.

What is it that my body has been trying to tell me that I haven't been listening to?

"Hey... what about me? I'm important too. I have so many things inside of me that want to come out. I have things I want to show you. Things I long to tell you. But I need you to be still for a moment... to listen. I need you to make me a priority... to come to me when you need guidance. The answers are always within."

I think it is time that I listen to myself once again... time that I devote a part of each day to listening, reflecting and writing. If I can trust in the signs around me, which I usually do, then I already know this is what I am supposed to be doing. I have so much to share. Let me begin.. again.