What does that look like?
Is it a good thing?
Is it bad?
Starting again can absolutely be necessary.
Starting again can be taboo.
Sometimes it’s the apples, or oranges, that life throws.
Sometimes it is the kick in the pants that one needs.
Whatever the reason, starting again can rejuvenate.
Starting again can re-claim one’s youth.
It’s all in how it’s perceived.
It’s all in how willing one is to risk pride, fear, and all that heavy mental junk.
Throw caution to the wind, start again.
Throw primitive and binding notions out the window…with the “bath water”.
If necessary, start again.
Become the new, improved upgrade of yourself.
Love…that thing that eludes.
Love…that thing that runs in the other direction when approached.
Love…that thing that desperately wants to be captured, held, even squeezed as tightly as possible.
Is it love? Is it? Truly?
Is it validation?
Validation. To know that we matter.
Validation. To know that our presence here is important.
To know that we are very important to that someone. That someone in particular.
Dream, hope, pray…Dream, hope, pray.
Where? Where is ‘It’?
Come here! You demand.
Come here! You plead.
Come. Come. Come!
Still, ‘It’ hasn’t.
Perhaps surrender. Perhaps still remain still.
Perhaps seek fulfilling work. Make a difference, but still.
Be creative, but still.
What else is left?
What else, but to rely on a plan bigger than yourself.