Coffee's Ready, Wake Up!

The Nodes of Fate were on the verge of switching signs 

just as she was on the verge of switching timelines!

She was between worlds. 

It was time to make a decision.

And she chose forward. 

She chose the light. 

Her light.

She loved who she was. 

And she didn't care what others had to say about her.

She didn't even care about those who left her.

Blocked her. 

She was content with herself 

and 

who she was.

She didn't need anyone's applause. 

She was happy with who God had made her. 

 It was definitely opening up more and more doors. 

Sure, at first the doors seemed like dead ends,

but only because she needed to make a turn. 

A turn in the direction in which she was facing. 

She saw that she had been using a lot of 

distraction mechanisms to escape her own truth.

But why?

Why would she do that?

Was it because she afraid of being called a witch?

But in this life, 

she knew.

She knew better than to believe words. 

Because words were the spells 

that witches cast. 

And for the longest time, 

she was under the so called spell. 

People would call her a witch. 

But she wasn't. 

They were! 

And it wasn't about them though. 

It was about her and what she chose to believe.

And she believed 

that she was so much more then 

what tiny spell that they were all trying to 

cast upon her.