"The struggle is very real today. Ever have those days when you forget how to do your thing and crippling self doubt takes over? Chocolate helps."
A dear friend responded with this poem and I wanted to share it with you.
Just east of certainty. A little south of courage. A hair's width from ease. Clicks away from ready. A turn or two from acceptance. A shuffle from faith. A set of stairs from achievement. A riverbed from happiness. A handspan from peace. A wink away from freedom. A few lines until the poem's done. A highway, a night's sleep, a phone call, a touch, a rotation of gears away from that certain yes that tells you where you are is exactly where you need to be. I know, the signs can look as if they're missing, and the map so distant and unclear. But I'm telling you, you aren't lost. You're never lost. You're always here.
"Those who love you are not fooled by the mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused."