10/100: like the sun rises..
i will begin again as the sun rises. tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. despite everything that lingers in the dark, unfinished, imperfect, and unprepared. but my time will arrive anyway and will slowly usher me to center stage, not into the spotlight but to BE the light. like the sun rising, i will begin again from darkness, from the shadows with whom i still have business. like the seasons and rhythms of earth, there are cycles within cycles. my new beginning is made up of smaller repeating beginnings, again and again. i’ve been waiting, i think, for my new beginning to start, like a waterfall. rushing, unstoppable, ready for something new, and so leaping over the edge, landing safely in a pool, happily, somewhere and somewhat else.
but that is not my new beginning. mine won’t be loud or apparent; more like two oceans meeting, or painting a sunset. knowing a transition happens but unable to pinpoint. yes, my new beginning is a slow and steady rainfall, washing away what was and watching what naturally takes its place. yes, my new beginning starts with my willingness to leave behind what’s been for an unknown what will be. it’s me looking at every moment for what it is — unique and unrepeatable. precious because it exists only now, and never again. deciding to seize the infinite potential and live each moment like it’s the greatest moment of my life. one day i’ll look back and see how different my life is from the day i’m writing this. “when did it all change?” when i started paying attention. when i started listening. when i started choosing. it all changed as i did. once i believed it could. and found my courage and chose to lean into my own rising. when i said “until next time” to the darkness and embraced my radiance. again, and again, and again. i will begin again as i am meant to — as a lover of all, a sprinkler of joy, a gifter of words, a cherisher of moments, a champion of dreams.
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