Dare to be bold. Dare to be a dreamer who is also a doer. The world has enough of conformists so dare to be unquestionably you.
To gain, I must lose. Lose doubt, lose the lies, lose my excuses.
And one day it finally clicked, the approval I sought to be who I wanted to become was my own.
I am not my past. I am not my mistakes. I am not the one-dimensional view you have of me, nor the one I have of myself. I am more than my fears, am less than perfect and am finally ready to give myself permission to test my wings.
My faith is stronger than my fear. My will to thrive is hungrier than my desire to merely get by. My need to find my truth is greater than my inclination to follow the status quo.
Now, the thing about fear is that it can either motivate us or chain us. It has exactly the amount of power we give it. It makes me wonder, why would I give something the power to hold me back in a world and time where I can create my limits or smash them. I choose to soar even if I might fail because now I know I can rise and will rise again.
Imagination is the light that illuminates future paths. In childhood, it starts as a flame; and if we’re lucky, it’s cultivated to grow to a full-fledged fire burning through all the nay-sayers trying to snuff out your essence.
With experience, I’ve gained an expansion of my opinions. I now keep my mind as open as the countless meanings of the words of time.