humility and finding it amid stillness, you discover something you need and somewhere to go but you know you can’t do it on your own.
and you find it when you don’t immediately assume where it is, and who has it what you need to do to go and get it.
in your stillness you find there is healing and you no longer need the bandaid so you rip it off. and even if the air is infected and you could be hurt again at least you can breathe on your own at least you can be free.
you don’t have to dig to find the rhyme or reason for anything if you let the past be by finding inspiration for the future in all its uncertainty.
your fate is in your hands to create though it is far too much work to do alone to keep quiet and to act as a one-person-circus to be afraid of being wrong and of making mistakes to be afraid of failing.
because failure is just success dressed inappropriately and the more you are willing to take the risk and to possibly make a fool of yourself all the more rewarding will it feel when you’re finally on theme
would you rather be seen as perfect – as the sole winner with the house on a hill made of glass on display as a god among mortals – inciting all the fear, respect, admiration, and envy of your subjects
or would you prefer to be seen as human – flawed and slightly embarrassing but with a foundation strong enough to break the hardest fall built by the tens of hundreds of thousands as imperfect but curious as you?
you could be a god, almighty and powerful you could do it on your own or you could be human part of a whole yet whole on your own and surrounded by all the other parts that your whole is comprised of who give as much as they receive in return.