‘Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear – not absence of fear.’ – Mark Twain

Today I faced myself in a way I have not done before, and I have fought many battles against myself and my past.

I faced a part of me that I buried somewhere deep inside of me. I forgot, deleted, removed, ignored, denied this part. You cannot delete select things to be forgotten. No, it takes a lot more down with it. The process, the decision, it took away my essence. It dimmed the light from my eyes, perhaps even extinguished. Today that part of me was resurrected.

My courage is my greatest asset. The irony is, I got my courage from this part of me that I buried. The body does not forget what it has learned, what it knows. I didn’t know why I was so courageous. Today was the beginning of experiencing that knowing more deeply.

I am so grateful to be alive. If I had of succumbed to my relentless wish to not be here anymore, I would have never of experienced today.

Life has a funny way of working out, in the end.

Lots of love,

Kate