It's a matter of courage.

It’s a matter of courage.

the breath in your lungs you notice.

the sweet taste of possibility.

the bitterness you surrender.

the deciding to keep a heart open, even when it seems easier to board the windows and lock the doors.

the smell of the first rain drops that didn’t hesitate to take the jump.

the way they bring you back to life with each landing on your skin.

the willingness to get comfortable with discomfort.

the sound of your laugh again.

the part of the story you will be most proud of looking back someday.

the loneliness of walking a different way.

the way you tilt your head to look at the art you are making, and start to see the beauty in the jagged edges.

the weight of your own two feet on the ground.

the sting of vulnerability you are getting used to.

the ability to withstand the choir of doubt that follows you around and use it in the song.

the choice to listen to the quietest voice inside you that still believes, and that knows you are already enough as you are.

the turn of the corners of your smile when you realize your faith is bigger than your fear.

the getting back up.

the getting back up again.

the fact that there’s something in the glass at all.

the entire horizon.

with a grateful heart, it’s all yours. <3