I let the challenge teach me, even when I would rather believe that difficulty is only an interruption keeping me from the life I actually want to have,
I let the challenge teach me, as I keep discovering that the moments I resist most are often the ones that force me to become more honest about where I still need to grow,
I let the challenge teach me, carrying the uncomfortable knowledge that I cannot always choose but teaches me how I respond when I am tested,
I let the challenge teach me, when I am under pressure do I recognize myself more clearly or do I become someone I do not want to see the outcome,
I let the challenge teach me, I begin paying attention to what difficulty draws out of me…
I practice the part that exposes me, returning to the weakness I would rather hide instead of spending all my energy where I already feel capable,
I practice the part that exposes me, there is something humbling about being reminded that wanting to be good at something,
I practice the part that exposes me, feeling the frustration of starting again while avoiding the uncomfortable part,
I practice the part that exposes me, what am I still avoiding because I do not like how inexperienced I feel when I begin all over again,
I practice the part that exposes me, the place I wanted to hide becomes the place I return to…
I stop asking for easy, I am beginning to see how often I confuse relief with progress and makes me question whether I am truly capable,
I stop asking for easy, not because I enjoy struggling but difficulty does not automatically have the power to decide when I’m giving up,
I stop asking for easy, carrying the tension between wanting a gentler life and still wanting to become someone,
I stop asking for easy, when something becomes harder can I remain with the work until I begin to understand,
I stop asking for easy,by appearing for myself I become less frightened by the effort itself…
I take the next round, returning to the work with the marks of humility to admit that I may stumble again,
I take the next round, I do not need to enter every difficulty feeling confident, prepared, or certain that I will succeed,
I take the next round, allowing each difficult encounter to leave me with pride intact, even when what it teaches me uncomfortability,
I take the next round, when I know I might struggle again can I still choose to step forward without needing ultimate guarantee
I take the next round, I realize that becoming stronger may simply mean becoming more willing to return to myself…
Watchwords:
Difficulty forces me to become honest
The weakness I would rather hide
The place I wanted to hide
Relief is not always progress
More willing to return all over again
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream: