This choosing heart remains steady even when the world rearranges everything, from the ones I thought I could depend on,
This choosing heart doesn’t panic even when seasons change because it knows I still have a say in how I respond,
This choosing heart sometimes asks, why fear change when my strength has always lived inside my all next decisions?,
I know with all of my heart that I can choose again, even when life refuses to stay still…
This quiet inner freedom grows when I stop chaining myself to outcomes, to labels, to timelines, and to old promises I no longer fit inside,
This quiet inner freedom emerges when I cease confusing, cease wanting with needing, or remain in hesitation,
This quiet inner freedom, in a gentle and random way, wonders, “What if losing something isn’t the threat, but keeping it at the cost of my true self?”
This quiet inner freedom answers, “I can release what harms my becoming, even if it once held my hand.”
Unfolding without control is the hardest lesson, the one that keeps breaking me open just so I can feel how strong my center really is,
Unfolding without control shows me where my fear hides, whispering that love dies whenever I stop gripping tightly,
Unfolding without control asks, why do I assume change is loss, when it often becomes the doorway to what I often prayed for?,
Unfolding without control reminds me that, I can move forward without begging everything to remain in the shape I had always planned…
Unfolding without control teaches me that everything I attach to has its own path, its own timing, its own ending I cannot bargain with,
Unfolding without control reveals how much pain I caused myself by insisting that the world obeys the picture I painted inside my head,
Unfolding without control whispers, can you trust yourself enough to love without owning, to hope without being overly attached to your hopeful outcome?
Unfolding without control repeats softly, I am safe not because things stay—but because I continue to still willingly choose…
Watchwords:
• What leaves teaches me how to stand
• What stays proves I can adapt
• Freedom begins where gripping ends
• My choice is my only steady home
• I can move with change, not against it
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
