Apathy is the bane of my existence. Seriously, I'd rather have someone look me dead in the eye and tell me to shut the f@ck up than be patronized and pacified by an apathetic individual. I hate to fail at anything, but more and more I'm realizing that sometimes, you learn more from falling on your face than you do from your soaring triumphs. I guess I've hit that point when I just have to realize that I'm wasting my time trying to convert a person to an enthusiastic, passion-filled existence, and instead focus on the wonder that I know is out there.
I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
more accessible,
to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing,
a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance;
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.
Fully Alive – Dawna Markova
