Recently I saw these two little words edged into wood while visiting Lake Tahoe. If you follow this blog, you know there has been much struggle in my life, especially over the last year. Overall I have always seen these struggles and pains as opportunity and a way for personal growth. It’s hard sometimes when things get tough, but I never stray too far, or too long from that concept.
Today, I was thinking about all the connections I have made here on WordPress since I began blogging. I was thinking about the reasons as to why blogs start, and the stories that we all have to share. There is a motto, a common thread, a likewise little something that keeps us thriving and holding on through the journey of our life. It is different for everyone and yet there is familiarity. I’m talking about a theme song, a belief that becomes our personal mantra that keeps us fighting.
If you could define what keeps you going into a single power word, a phrase or quote, I would love to hear it. I think there is much we learn from each other. To see what drives us and gives us strengths. Let’s inspire each other and share our story.
Oh, and for myself, if there has been a common thread throughout my life, it would be that nothing has ever been easy. I have fallen more times than I can count, but I have gotten up even more times. Because of it my power words would be “Warrior spirit” and it is as to why this blog is a Warriors Journey.
Thank you for taking the time. Bless you. ❤️
All my life there has always been a battle or two that was waiting to be fought. No wonder that I feel so tired sometimes. I battled most of the famous ones and most came down to principle, jealousy and plain survival.
I can smell a few new ones coming on. Battles that are long overdue and battles that need my attention. It’s no time to be weak and take a break. I need to pick up my weapons and make a stand once more. Perhaps the last time, at least I hope so when this is all over. I’ve procrastinated with some and don’t know why some of us always have to fight more than others. Because we are strong enough that we can? Because the toughest battles are given to the strongest soldiers? Because we know that we are never given more than we can handle? Most likely all of the above.
Pain changes a person they say. Well, I stumbled and sobbed for a moment, but I straightened my crown and stood up once more. I’m ready.
“There are two types of pain, the one that hurts you and the other that changes you.”
The pain is hurting and changing me as I type this, but bitterness is not in my future, nor is defeat. I have come too far for it, and for the moment these words are spoken, even if they merely stand to cheer myself on. Perhaps tomorrow I stumble and fall again and it’s not a matter of how many times I do, but a matter of getting back up, each time. I can and I know I will is my mantra. Pain that is destructive is not welcome here and shall not falter my path.
My intentions are clear. So mote it be.
Picture: From a jousting match in the medieval settings of Lichtenau earlier this year.