I have been a coward.
Hiding amidst the shadows of fear, ducking behind the solid trunks of insecurity.
The dark of this forest will cover me, I thought.
But therein were the lion roars of doubt, the tiger stripes I could not change, and the oh my’s of judgement.
If only courage had been mine.
I have been brainless.
Choosing by not arriving at a choice, making decisions while indecisive, going both ways at the same time,
Never acknowledging I was hanging myself in a field for all to peck away.
I have been heartless.
Shutting the open door of my soul, trying to protect, I have stifled that which pumps the lifeblood of joy and ecstasy, until my joints squeaked with disuse.
Now, I want my heart to race, to run ahead of me, to reach a sparkling city of emerald possibilities.
Now, I will be an adventurer in a fairy tale land, armed with courage, brains, and heart, knowing that, as another Good Witch once said, the power was always mine…
I just had to learn it for myself.
