Some days…

I wake up most mornings confused…

If I follow my mind, I am faced with the pressures of the world that surrounds me: my world, not everything outside my sphere of influence, but the one I have direct impact over.

In that same moment, I am faced with the bloody miracle that I am still alive to experience this world.

It is from that place that I try and take my mind to do my very best with whatever the day brings forward.

Some days get my best, some days it comes down to half hearted attempts at my best, and that’s ok. My wins as well as my losses are my responsibility.

I am never a victim. I am me and I believe only I can bring to the world only what I can give; however grand or negligible that contribution is, it’s mine.

So I try to set my focus on love. Do I love myself? Most days, yes, but not always and in every way. This forces me to be honest with myself…what don’t I love? Why? How do we change this?

Sometimes the truth hurts, but without it I am lost. Truth is the cornerstone that determines the strength of my foundation.

Once here, I cannot be a victim. I cannot ignore what is right in front of me…again, sometimes I’m successful, sometimes I’m an absolute failure…in the case of failure, back to the drawing board in search of that benevolent target.

Be honest with yourself. Be kind to yourself. Do your best whenever possible and when it’s not, try harder. Don’t be a victim.

Love and truth will guide your way…