Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

I am learning to sing a song my way. To do so through struggles and hurdles along the way. I was asked what was my turning point recently. I mentioned the moment I got the largest grant ever. But looking back. I should have answered the day I began to sing the song of my life my way. To live beyond words, my way. My joy. My smiles. My soul. All were sufficient. The next phase is full of dreams. Pure dreams where ideas and infinite possibilities dwell. Some life-giving, some, like a 25-page grant written in one week. The stillness of deep waters birthed this one that raised the stakes so high for me. The next phase will inspire a ten-second of silence in wonder. Not just on earth, but heaven where the possibilities with living are endless. This is truly our way of being free