Today
is one of ‘those days’ when all I want to do is snuggle up in my own soft
scarf, smell like myself, give a self-hug, feel the sunshine on my face, let
the winter breeze spread through my skin and then, you know that train of
thoughts that goes round and round, up and down, back and forth, in and out of
your mind?
Yes,
those crazy ones, just let those thoughts be, acknowledge them with a girly
giggle, be
mindful to not overdo complacency but yet kindle the fire within,
not
despair to find my higher purpose but take the small steps needed to peel the
layers of my inner calling,
not
long for the imaginary life but lean on all the happy little things in the very
now and just today,
not
for once be troubled by others decisions and lives, but instead pinch the pride
out of what I already have, my truest blessing, my everyday gift,
not
for once doubt the power of love and kindness, but to gently grow it and give
it,
not
take my body for granted, but to pair it with a strong mind and together flaunt
it like a magic lamp,
and
to know that in all the years that lie ahead I will despite my learnings feel
utterly lost, a little too helpless, torch bearer of pain and pity that nobody
else can fathom because it is so mine and in the same berth as all the other
good things. In the mammoth ship of life I am its captain. The voyage is not so
much to cross the sea unscathed, but to dive within, knock on the doors of my
soul and discover me, after all isn't this one’s greatest responsibility?
