“Isn’t it funny how day by day, nothing much changes, but when you look back everything is different.” – C.S. Lewis

For a little while now I suppose you could say that I have been doing my best, day by day to simply make sense of the confusion and put one foot in front of the other; hoping beyond hope that I was heading in the right direction and up until now, for the most part, I really had no idea just where it was that I would actually end up.

Now however, for quite possibly the first time in my entire life, I have reached a point of such overwhelming contentment with the world that I am almost lost for words and as cliché as it may sound, honestly, I could not be happier with the way that life is beginning to play out.

All of the confusion, all of the heartache, all of the dead end roads and all of life’s clever little lessons has without a doubt led me to this very moment; the moment the stars aligned and all of the previously jumbled puzzle pieces finally fell together.

The moment when life waved it’s magical little wand over everything I had ever known, creating something so effortlessly beautiful that it almost instantly took my breath away.

Just one swift little wave of magic and sure enough, the Universe had yet again blessed me with something so completely wonderful that no amount of words could even begin to describe. A blessing so rare and so precious that it was almost beyond human comprehension and while I have always believed in the notion that eventually, at some point, I would end up exactly where I was meant to be; now I am completely certain of it.

After hours of reading over endless beautiful words, strung together in sentences of pure magic, I’m beginning to think that perhaps I truly was a writer in a previous life. Perhaps the reason words have such a profound way of consuming my entire being is because in another time, in another world, they did just that on a daily basis. Something which would again, explain the constant daydreams of a world created simply by an adventurous pen, curiously brushing against a series of blank pages.

To others however, their impact can quite often be far less memorable.

To some people, the ocean is their haven and to others, it seems to be the wind behind the trees. To me however, it is and always has been the magical realm of jumbled letters spread so elegantly across a page. Telling the kind of stories that some of us could only dream of; bringing them to life with the spark of but a single, fleeting thought.

To some, they are just words. Words created purely out of habit by the letters they learned as a child and anything beyond that is both irrelevant and non existent. To others however, others like me, they are not only an insight into their inner most thoughts but they are a gateway to their soul, shining light on some of their darkest moments to anyone courageous enought to not only brave the depths of another, but the ripples that may well be caused within the depths of themselves.

More often than not, the beauty of words and the magic behind them is not necessarily hidden within the actual words themselves, nor is it found in the vulnerability behind them, but rather the way in which they unwillingly give us the power to be completely vulnerable within ourselves. The way they give us permission to unknowingly bare a small piece of our soul in a way that we otherwise may never have recognised and in my opinion, the growth that comes alongside that is a rarity. A rarity that should not only be embraced with each passing opportunity, but cherished for the beautiful blessing that it is.

Too often in life we close ourselves off to the world, hiding our most fragile parts in fear of judgement and instead, we parade around a facade of bravery to anyone oblivious enough to accept it. Sometimes however, if we’re lucky, we stumble across someone just brave enough to share a small piece of themselves with the world and every now and again, if we’re really lucky, that spark of bravery sets light to a fire of courage in all those who stumble upon it; simply from a few jumbled up letters spread so elegantly across a page. Letters that if stumbled upon by a curiously adventurous set of eyes, have the very real potential to change the world in an instant.

So while to some, that slight spark of bravery may have simply been but a few meaningless, jumbled words that filled a series of blank pages, to others, those pages may have just been the blank spaces to a story that they have spent nearly their entire life trying to make sense of; a story that now, has an entirely different ending.