On the Nature of Possibilities (trust yourself)
- Surviving Breast Cancer
- 10 hours ago
- 2 min read
By William Laferriere
In our time on this sweet solitary planet, threads of possibility weave and dance, collectively they just may shake us to the bone,
each strand holds a promise, a hint of what could be, a kindly, gentle breeze stirring the soul.
The horizon stretches out, a canvas that screams of endlessness, where dreams and imagination intersect,
where the boundaries of reality are but a distant hum, they serve as a reminder that the universe is vast and free, and awaits.
In every moment, our choices unfold, that fork in the road beckons us to explore,
to venture forward, where darkness shades secrets and light reveals the true path.
The world is a labyrinth of color, of wonder, of amazement, where every corner reveals a new door, a new chance to discover, to learn, to grow, to become a version of ourselves we’ve yet to know.
Possibilities swirl around us like autumn leaves on a windy day,
each one a reminder that life is an ongoing journey, not a destination, just a simple journey through our many seasons.
In due time, we seek the direction of what could be, that gentle urging to make the leap,
to trust in the unknown, to trust in ourselves, to believe that every ending truly marks a new beginning, a new chapter in our story.
And so we gallantly move forward, into the light, and into the darkness, into that great unknown,
embracing its very uncertainty, that beauty of not knowing, that thrill of what can be.
For in the possibilities, we find our strength, our courage, our will to explore,
to create, to dream, to live a life that is full, rich, and meaningful, a life that is ours alone.
In the endlessness of possibilities, we are free to move about, to roam, to seek,
to explore, to discover, to become the best version of ourselves, to find our place in the universe.
And when the journey ends, and the story is told, we shall all look back on the paths we’ve taken,
on the choices we’ve made, on the possibilities we’ve seized, and we will smile, knowing that we lived, truly lived.
That being said, how was your day?
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