Tuesday, May 07, 2013
I remember this girl. Fearless, Powerful, Strong. The girl from my youth that I always wish I could tap into. The me before I knew pain and sorrow. The me before I was knocked down and made to lower my head before others.
She is no longer a distant memory. But don't be mistaken. I did not find the magic door to walk through and be the person I used to be. Why would I want to.
I am stronger than her. I know what it is like to be knocked down. And get back up; and be knocked down again. More so, I know what it is like to feel absolute desperation and hopelessness in the face of my future. And I know what it is like to look back and see that I conquered what I truly believed in my heart was unobtainable.
I walk; remembering to engage my core muscles, aligning my body for optimal effectiveness. But I also stand tall and proud with my chin up and my spirit soaring. Some days I may feel weak or ugly. But not today. Today I walk strong. My light shines brilliantly; each step empowering the universe and those around me.