Lately I've been meeting myself in mirrors and dreams. And we keep circling around how the future is going to look and feel. How it has already changed and begun. How the course is set. I'm not fearful of it. In fact, I welcome it. I smile and breath it in, knowing that it's all going to be fine. Better. Even if it takes me a bit of time to find my sea legs once I leave the shore.
There will be collateral damage. People that will endure a certain amount of bruising and battering. Whose beliefs will be tested, challenged. And part of me finds that a daunting burden, the responsibility of it. Part of me doesn't want to upset the apple cart. Would rather pretend that these philosophies can be lived with, endured, perpetuated.
But the me that is being called forward, the me that is not afraid and seeks the truth... Knows that our thorns also bear us the most beautiful of flowers. And that life without provocation stagnates and diminishes.
“The most authentic thing about us is our capacity to create, to overcome, to endure, to transform, to love and to be greater than our suffering.” Ben Okri