Courage

I write this as I await the start of the trial. I am here again in the place where I once had high hopes and lofty dreams.

I wanted a vacation life. Here where beaches are nice and near. I can drive. I can paint. I can acquire the material things.

Until one day, when a clown trespassed my peace. And I was awakened to how self-defeating the intention of my goals were.

The Universe love me so much that it plucked me out of the sewage before I even grew my roots there.

I am grateful to myself for being brave. For being here, this morning. Without an ounce of fear.

I write and share this today because I am reminded of the many other things I bravely faced and overcame.

I stood up for myself many many times. I chose myself over and over. I defended my peace and my honor. I admitted faults and learnt from my mistakes. I have forgiven and asked for forgiveness. I have humbled myself to acknowledge that I am also just learning as I go along.

Most of all I am grateful, that knowing there will be challenges still in the future, the courage that have dwelt in me, only grows ever more proudly.

I am living the life I created. And I make this life worthy of the experience. All the good and the shitty. The bliss and peace in the in-betweens.

I am grateful to myself. Because here I am still standing. And still smiling.

What a life.

And I am here for all of it. :)