Let the Transformation Begin - Part I of II
Click Clack Click Clack Click Clack. . . the heels of the woman’s stilettos strike the pavement in precise, predictable movements. . . Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong. . . the chimes in the church tower repeatedly announce the arrival of the next hour. . . Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock. . . the clock on the wall comforts with its dependable yield of beats by the second – each and every second. . . Ring Ring Ring Ring. . . the alarm clock on the night stand signals the start of a new day. . . Click Clack. . . Ding Dong. . . Tick Tock. . . Ring Ring: rhythmic movements mark the ubiquitous, elusive passage of time. And now - after all of this measured predictability - we find ourselves astounded – absolutely reeling. We are amazed by this relentless invisible force. We find ourselves amazed as this invisible acceleration rapidly ushers in the first quarter of a new decade. Yes, amazed indeed. And yet at the same time, ever so thankful.
As I live to see the dawning of another decade, I fully realize I have so much to be thankful for, so many blessings to praise. I am so very humbled, so grateful, so encouraged to keep moving in faith along this remarkable journey. Yes. I am thankful. I am grateful. I am humbled. I am encouraged. And, I am inspired. Today I am inspired to officially start my transformation journey and to chronicle it through this blog. Today I am inspired to embark on my year of reckoning. My year to make good on all these promises I have made to myself. My year to totally become the Pheralyn of my dreams, the Pheralyn I know exists inside, the Pheralyn yearning to emerge. Please – come along with me. Experience this adventure as it unfolds, opening up day by day, like the petals on a lotus blossom.
