After years of not being part of my own life, I taste hope again.
Hope of becoming the second creator of my own life.
Hope of being the best I can be.
Making sense of these past years of disconnection with myself. Finding a story worth recovering from... within.
Aspiring to living and letting go of the surviving. No resistance...
Saying "yes" to uncertainty regardless... knowing that I will be carried through the experiences, no matter what.
I say yes to a new life... yes to my potential.
I trust that even my fears will not stop what is to come.
I trust that whatever I feel is coming, it is all well... even if it might be painful for a while.
So help me god.