Coming Up for Air was intended as a place to come to get thoughts out of my brain and where I wished to feel like I am breathing fresh air again. You know, the tingling sensations that dreams, love and passion bring to life.
The purpose was to let go, be at peace an move on while allowing a community of like minded people with similar histories to converge for resources, discussion an support.
To this point I feel I have done an inadequate job of offering the basis to my purpose. At the time I started this voyage I was in a cloud of what my past had transformed me into and blamed my alcoholic father. I was in fact just angry. Life is made up of different tests an choices, decision making and living in the present can greatly increase wisdom in the soul.
After finding out some interesting health related news yesterday I have once again been reminded of the importance of a group of supportive friends. So in the spirit of I'm Coming Up For Air's initial purpose, I am going to tear down the wall I've built and open up to anyone interested in listening and joining in.
Starting now I will use this as my venting and growing ground. I hope not to offend anyone, but please understand this is raw, real and me. Please share your experiences too!
Here we go....