The dark will come, again, but I made a map, so I’ll know my way around.

Everything that is dark behind me, is now among the arsenal of tools I use to keep the light in front of me.

I can’t wish it away or different and also keep my experiential lens that I see such beauty and wonder through.

The past keeps my compass in check and my due North undeniable.

Every single break, hurt, ache, setback, and scar are the exact ones I would take or make again to have this life, here and now.

Every single time I thought, “Fuck! Why this, why me, what now?” or wanted to take it all back, or hide and pretend things were different, or tried to course (over) correct in the middle of a battle with a hard left turn and wrecked it all anyway, were the same exact ones that showed me all of the grace and strength and mastery that were for me.

Cliche: can’t appreciate the light without darkness.
Truth: there is absolutely nothing like the lessons the dark brings to make me constantly seek for the light.

In each day, each face, each high and low and in between. Each moment. We choose which one to seek. To grow. To feed.

Dammit there is so much more ahead than what’s behind, but the knowing it, remembering it, choosing it, and seeking it is the fucking living! Make it count!

Be curious and be love.

The dark will come, again, but I made a map, so I’ll know my way around.
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