We sometimes call ourselves superwoman/superman depending on how we feel in the present moment. Some days we are so broken we cannot feel our own strength. Some days we feel the whirlwind of change, we feel the stagnation of our own mindset, we feel the fears, we feel the overwhelming urge to either shut down or to stand up and fight. We can’t value light without the darkness. We cannot value the sun without the cold. We are all broken inside, we are all healing from one thing or another but it brings out the beauty of what we are made of.
So many sad stories out there. We are still writing the pages or our lives..chapter by chapter. Friendships are challenged.. marriages are lonely.. relationships bring us to our core. Triggers force us to take a look at the deepest parts of us. It forces us to face.. it forces us to heal. And the mirror is held in front of us by everyone we meet.. teaching us so much of ourselves. We are so brave at times.. we can put those feelings aside and move forward standing in our light .. pushing forward. It isn’t easy.. but this dance is so beautiful. So graceful at times.. but not forgetting the strength that allowed us that grace.
Our steps .. sometimes so light .. sometimes so free.. sometimes so chained.. sometimes so loud.. it makes up the dance.. it makes up the music we dance too. How we feel moves our body.. some days we sit and hold on to our knees and bury our heads and some days we stand so tall and beautiful. Our radiance is always there nonetheless.. Just hiding underneath the debris of our own soul.
Broken but beautiful .. we are unique.. sometimes accepted.. sometimes not.. sometimes left without reason.. sometimes loved beyond boundaries.. the limitlessness of who we are .. who we need to be .. who we crave to be.. all these whirlwinds that make us up. If one only listen to their breathing sometimes become grateful. Do we forget the broken parts inside of us though? How can we? it is the broken pieces that make us the beautiful person we are. Some of us battle so many anxieties.. we hold on to ourselves and sometimes fail at being who others want us to be. Most times we fail at who we want to be first. But those broken pieces will be the stepping stones to something brighter if we choose to use it for growth.
Be the superwoman / superman you know yourself to be.. Dance this dance with grace, with your fears, with your broken pieces.. embrace them .. breathe .. be grateful and take the next step to creating your own masterpiece.
God bless the broken road ..it leads us to the path of enlightenment.
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