Many of us are lost; some more than others.

The maelstroms that swell over our vast, infinite oceans of turmoil generate the only force strong enough to carry us on our way. As the blinding lightning of our daemons crackle & boom throughout the struggles around us, it often lights our path with very brief moments of what seems to be a hopeful flicker. Trying to take in all we can during our moments of light, we try to commit to memory the portion of the path that we have witnessed thus far so that we may once again trudge & churn through the darkness, blind but hopeful.

The more we see, the more we realize. Darkness is unsettling but can mask our hope with a false veil of ignorance. Only when we experience the light do we truly experience what is happening all around us. My destiny is not to escape the suffocating waters of self mastery, but to absorb all of the strengths from the challenges around me by helping those who cannot help themselves.