Jodi Hills

So this is who I am – a writer that paints, a painter that writes…

The sun was for her too.

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I was so relieved to wake up and find out the world hadn’t ended. I spent a good four hours in my dreams trying to save it. I don’t mean to brag or anything, but we are still here…

I suppose we should feel that way every morning — so happy to be here! And I do try. I can honestly say I love the morning time. I love coffee. Breakfast. The taste of beginning. I feel optimistic. Believe in the goodness around me.

It wasn’t always the case though. I used to have so much fear. And once that fear is thrust upon you, it’s so easy to keep creating it, recreating it yourself, and the cycle continues.

In my dream, the world wasn’t actually ending, but there was a group of people who started the rumors. Told us everything was blowing up. Everything was gone. You can’t go home, they said. Nothing is there. And chaos ensued. People began running. Trampling. Trying to flee from a danger that wasn’t even there, creating an actual danger.

I will admit to you, for years, I was afraid to come home. Was the danger still there? The fear kept repeating it in my head.

The sun came through the Minnesota window this morning, carrying the same relief it carries in France. The relief it carries around the world, for all those who dare to believe the sun was meant for them too. Oh, the relief – the possibility! The joy that says, Good morning, you are home. That sun that smiles, maybe even brags a little, and says – “I’m still here!”

Author: jodihills

I am an author and an artist, originally from the US, now living, loving and creating in the south of France. I show my fine art throught the US and Europe, and sell my books, art and images throughout the world.

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