Even though, by all appearances, my life looks like a fragile little sapling, as compared to the “seemingly” flourishing tree of another, I Know that my growth is supported by the powerful force of deep grounding and the nurturing love of my soul tribe and the Universe.
It is this substance that will enable the continued growth of my roots, my limbs and my heart centre.
I will not be destroyed by the storms of emotions. I will grow in resilience, strength and courage.
The following states it far more eloquently….
“Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more.
It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,