At some point, you get sick of your own bullshit. You've been through the same cycles, again and again and again, those repeated patterns that ended up in the same dissatisfactory fashion, but you just couldn't break out of them.
You didn't know how to, the weight of the previous stories was still heavily pressing against your shoulders. You didn't want to admit that they were just flimsy rags in the wind, although you knew deep inside that you were deluding yourself, that you were not in truth with what was actually happening.
But one day you wake up and realize that you have to make a big change. Otherwise your existence is boring and meaningless, and you're stuck in the rut of your own complacency and smallness.
You remember that there is something else inside of you, awaiting your permission to manifest. There is a subtle yet powerful voice that you were suppressing, because it told you had to make a change in order to make things better, and you were afraid to embrace the change. The unknown was very dark and scary.
But there comes a point when you have to take the leap of faith, you have to make the jump over the cliff, otherwise the wild fire of your suffering is almost intolerable. And despite your temporary forgetfulness that you actually have wings, you do take the plunge and fly towards the infinite.
And that is when your life actually takes off. Are you ready for the next level? Like a spaceship aiming towards the stars, the engines are starting heavily, but when you do take off, there's no stopping you...
Until the next hurdle, hopefully to be overcome with more grace gained through learning and deepened understanding 馃挀
