“There are no mistakes. The events we bring upon ourselves, no matter how unpleasant, are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn; whatever steps we take, they’re necessary to reach the places we’ve chosen to go.”
One month ago…
I was drifting.
And I knew it, but was barely aware, giving it merely a nod in the way of acknowledgement, so mired down was I, with just getting through the day.
Just one step…
Opportunity was already here and waiting for me.
The only action required on my part was to take it.
And I did.
I grabbed hold reluctantly, my fears nearly consuming the muttered answer, uttered while sitting in the shade on a porch in the middle of an eye watering bright day.
“Yes, I’ll give it a shot.”
Little did I know that my perspective was about to take a squalling 180 and race towards the positive.
I did it.
I gave my word and I kept it.
I worked those hours and then some. I worked harder than I have in a long time. And every blister and bruise, ache and pain I earned were my badges of courage.
And I wore/wear them proudly.
Each day I came home exhausted beyond explanation was proof that I really could do this, despite all of the discouragement my fears were throwing in my way.
Each day became just a little brighter.
Each day is better than the last.
Those inner voices of mine, the nagging persistent one that reminds me of my past, the hateful, cynical one that whispers of failures yet to come, are quieter now.
They’re being blocked out by a calmer voice that murmurs that yes, indeed I can do this.