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Acknowledged in any way other then as a found tool to potentially be of use by any person who deems what I write as beneficial for peace in their ever changing daily reality plagued by capitalism and waste, desire and expectation, and the incessant chatter of our minds, would in my opinion defeat what the purpose of my existence is.

Sharing some of the mental processes and emotions that my life experiences bring may initially seem inconsequential. However, allowing you to take a journey through my mind that is filled (and empty) with meditations, prayers, mantras, and just plain old repetitive non-sensical ramblings in order to achieve a state of peace, may in turn have a greater aptitude in bringing peace for those around me. This is the soul purpose of my journey, to live, to share, to teach and most importantly to learn with those people I experience in this life.

This particular essay is one of many reflecting on compassion which in this case is extended to my ex-husband. He remains in my present and most certainly will remain a part of my future (incidentally it is also a point of reflection on having compassion for my own self as I become more and more aware of the never ending expectations I have of others)and how I must take each moment in stride attempting to remember the lesson from the last.

The "Moment" begins.

My "ex" and I met in March 1999 and moved in together in October of the same year. I had spent nearly the entire summer in California so technically we had only been officially acquainted with each other for 3 months, most of which was in spent in hotel rooms and at late night drinking and card playing soirees with people we knew who did the same.

We were engaged just over a year later in November 2000 and were married in August 2001. We conceived our one and only child one year from the day of our anniversary and we(me)had the kid the following May 2003.

That summer was the final piece of the puzzle to a world, for me, which had been changing (almost mindlessly) slowly until the moment Mik (my now physical reflection) exposed my fraudulent life, and I was faced with making a choice and I asked myself a question. Do you want to stay in this world of expectation and desire that you've created for yourself or would you like to choose another road? I was about to set out on a path to create something phenomenal for myself and I had no idea when I took the plunge where I would be going but what I did know was I could no longer exist as I had.

The road

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