Courage starts small. And — Safety is not always what we need.
We need progress. Small victories that tell us that, our gamble was worth fighting for.
And before any breakthrough, there will be pain. That’s how purpose is discovered.
This is growth.
A self not borrowed but earnt.
This is the path to genuine healing. Like a home with a strong foundation, the foundation must first be established; a scaffold laid.
Someone once asked me how I looked at discomfort when I didn’t like what I saw?
I simply looked at it like a task that bought me closer to my goal. If I let emotions cloud my judgment, then I have unraveled all that I have achieved.
I also recognised that there were parts of me that got damaged on this journey called “life”. Those parts of me were the very thing/s that were holding me back from my own joy and happiness. Not my circumstances.
Yes. situations and people did hurt me. But they too were hurting whether they were aware of it or not? But that burden was not for me to carry or harbour grudges. That was the first light bulb moment. We have choices. Those decisions dictate our outcome/s.
For —
Wisdom that comes, when we learn to let go and make room for rewards that were hard fought.
And to be completely transparent, this was not an overnight success. I made mistakes and repeated them thrice and several more times thereafter. Getting sober from old habits can really test a person’s will to thrive.
Toxic beings that had stayed in my life (with my permission) for far too long, and the resentment grew deep.
Choices. Choices. Choices.
Make them wise, or they will cost you dear.
It is … moments like these, where I had to ask myself some very honest questions. To hold up the mirror of my own transgressions.
This is where I learnt the art of self reconciliation.
There is no healing in just hope. You have to put one foot forward and take a step, a risk and a gamble. There are no short cuts.
Because …
What takes longer to build, takes longer to break.
A ruminating Heart 