Metamorphosis
I’m most comfortable sitting on the ground—feel the safest here, too. Barefoot, anchored, and free to move with confidence; it makes me feel good. I get to forget about life’s limitations for a moment. It’s nice, it’s liberating—and it’s not often, so I’ll make the most of it by stretching anywhere, anytime I can because beating the odds means every little action adds up.
Although sometimes it can feel like I'm swimming against a current, sometimes I get fatigued and impatient and wonder if there's any point in my self-discipline. Will my conscious efforts lead me somewhere? I know present me is a fighter and I know future me will thank me but still, it can feel dim—but then I’ll recall the story of The Tortoise and the Hare and revert to hope and belief in potential/unknown. It’s a continuous polarizing dance but I have to see it through. ‘Slow change is lasting and the vision I hold for myself is obtainable’, I’ll remind myself, ‘everything in its time and season’.
All of this is to say: The best of you is yet to be—but only if you allow yourself to trust in the transformation, death, and rebirth of your evolution. Be patient and always be moving but move at your own pace. x
Love always,
K
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