A year ago today, my journey began.
I actually don’t want to share the details here, but it all began a year ago, in my basement, in front of that space heater, tonight.
I began questioning. I began to consider that I could trust, and that my life had worth.
Life began, fragile and tentative, in that windowless room, this night.
Today I am a year old.
And here are the lessons I have learned in that year:
- We are only limited by our perceptions.
- We are loved. All of us. All the time.
- Every one of us has within us the ability to change–and save–many lives.
- If we’re suffering, it is by our own choice, whether we see it or not.
- There are more honorable goals than martyrdom.
- Change is inevitable. And a hard pill to swallow. Swallow it, and you will find peace.
- We are all capable of infinite kindness. But we must first find it within ourselves.
- You will backslide, no matter what. You will fall flat on your face again. Get back up, and carry on. It just means you’re human.
- More than anything we THINK we need, we need rest. And lots of it.
- Happiness lies in learning to turn off our brains for awhile.
- We need to learn to find joy and love within ourselves. And we need to learn to ask for help and support from others. Those two truths are not mutually exclusive.
- Gratitude is a state of mind. We can’t pick and choose what to be grateful for.
- Life is beautiful, even when it isn’t.
Tonight, I am grateful to be here, in my new life. The whole journey was a miracle, and it is all beautiful. I am glad to have experienced every step of it.