Someday I will walk away from the tyranny that has had me in a stranglehold. Someday I will do things for myself just because they make me feel good.
I was inspired by the Tibetan Buddhist ritual of creating sand mandalas and then destroying them, representing creation, destruction, and above all, impermanence.
Instead of willing sleep to return, I've stopped fighting the shifting light. There's something oddly soothing about its reassuring progress. It is symbolic of impermanence. Nothing can remain the same, everything must change. It is these early morning meetings of truth that have led me to ...
Courage moves through the chaos, one steady step at a time. Your heartache is like a free fall. You can scramble to fill the void, grabbing for whatever fix you can to numb the jagged edges. You can also persevere with quiet dignity. In every moment there are choices, even in survival mode.