“Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.” Maya Angelou
I never give myself enough credit for overcoming situations in my life. I would focus more on what I lost than the good times in fear that they would end. I realise dwelling on the sad stuff was robbing me of the happiness which I created for myself and the potential for future happiness.
Why am I conditioned to fixate on that? I need to let go on the things that no longer serve me, and that is on the top of the list. I’m working on admiring the beauty of the garden as opposed to the flower that got crushed. I will always face disappointments, that’s a side effect of being alive, but how I react to it will affect future blessings.
I am such a blessing, and I should start acting this way. No amount of rubble can keep me from getting to the top. Getting comfortable should never be an option as it is the gateway to mediocrity. I know I deserve better in life; the battle is not listening to the voices that tell you otherwise.
I am more than my present circumstance, so I’m working on getting on the journey I want in my life. There will always be something preventing me from where I want to go; I just have to find a way around it to get back on the path.
Pax et Felicitatem,
Nomadic Free Spirit