Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

A burning desire for freedom at crossroads will lead you down a path so vivid and clear. This desire will force you to stripe life to its essence and embrace all you see at crossroads. On one hand, the road you have previously walked on, crawled on too sometimes, but found yourself still walking through is always better, always brimming with possibilities gentle like a breeze. On the other hand, the road less familiar, less kind, more uncertain and more risky lays out the prize of freedom poetically like storms. You will sleep with regret on that road and find yourself intoxicated by its charm. Nothing that comes hard leaves without a trail of tears. Yet the tears you will cry, those full of regrets and those loaded with teachable moments are the more reasons your stay on that road leaves you merely existing. Yet crossroads were never meant to be crossed easily, never meant to be walked freely, never meant to bring peace, or lead to paths so pristine. You will embrace both beauty and ugliness, both possibilities and limitations, pain and suffering, even as eyes and heart see the essence of fire. Our desire for freedom at crossroads is an understandable urge is anyone who believes their present path to be unacceptable. The reality, of course, is that roads are meant to be crossed. How we make them vivid and clear is the rhythm every road desires.