The world swirling around me has suddenly taken on color again. That's not to say that "drama" is something to be happily sought, only that through trial and "drama" one begins to lean on that which brought color into the world in the first place. The prayers of others and circumstance have forced (because that is the only way I ever seem to respond) a longer look at the less bright places within myself. I'm more at ease at the inadequacies I find within, though they are still unwelcome. I find that the only way to test the validity of things "holding me back" is to attempt the issue at hand in spite of misgivings that stem from doubt and fear.
The attempt has proven to be the breath of life.
The attempt has proven to be the breath of life.

1 Comments:
congrats on all the internal development... of course, if you are referring to something more external- like throwing out three year old mustard in your fridge, well, congrats on that as well.
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