Every slip, trip and fall is a lesson. It’s hard to admit it with a smile on my face whilst I’m falling and tripping every five minutes, but I must open myself up to the optimistic attitude that this is very true. As of late I’ve been evaluating the thoughts that orbit the intangible dynamics of my mind, and I’ve slowly but surely begun the process of shifting myself unto a more positive mindset.
The question how badly do I want it seems to present itself in many different forms across my meandering day. The question is often not even uttered, nor does it even cross my mind until I am met with a situation that I must wrestle with in order to achieve my goal.
I’m actually quite grateful for the present me because when I think about what the past me had to go through, I now realise that I benefit massively from acknowledging the fact that the world will not hand success over to me so easily. How much I feel for my past self now, knowing that he would have fell many at times not knowing why his struggles are so difficult.
As I write all of this down I prepare to dance with the meandering corners of the day. There’s a few places I will need to go and people that I will need to see, and I’m open to whatever those experiences will offer me as I brace myself for whatever opportunity there will be for me to grow. Of course this excitement does come with some nerve, but it’s cool, I’m calm. I got this.
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