My grandmother used to tell me people are trees.... somehow I've found the roots of our past to be the ultimate inspiration to become untethered from all that we once were.
"O' precious jewel I search for you..."
We must let go to soar.
For those of you wondering what this is...
Our words will always hang in the gaping space of who we were and who we are slowly becoming.
It is important to remember we live in a temporary world. How terrifying to consider the fleeting nature of our comfort. How comforting to consider the fleeting nature of our terror.
We are all set forth on a path of challenges and triumphs to reach our ultimate purpose. Our success in this quest is dependent on our ability to find the next move.