AS we are beginning to settle into 2021, I have this nudging pull to share with you a poem I wrote when I was in High School. It brings out the sameness we all have within us, the sameness we all struggle with and the sameness we are created with. Yet with the labels and the judgement we begin to categories ourselves and others in different ways so much so that we lose ourselves in the process of being like everyone else.
“In a room, a very small room stands a box, a box with imagination, courage, strength, and certainty. Now this box is not alone, you see, in another room stands more boxes with the same characteristics the same desire to have hopes and dreams but their jammed packed in they have no room to breathe.
Yet, they stand in another room away, away from reach.
What is the purpose of having those characteristics if your just going to keep it in a box away from self and others?
Who places it there, how did it get there, what is the purpose?
No, I don’t get it either, you see when we separate our characteristic from our hopes and dreams, we hold our true selves back from breathing in our light, from taking on that good fight that will eventually set us free.” -Tammy Ward
You see, we are all more the same than we think. Pain is in all over us, Joy is in all of us. We all have things we put in boxes, yes, the boxes can be of all shape and sizes but they all contain the same thing. They contain the things we need, the things we want, the things we remember. Be grateful for your pain and for your joy because It is easier to act your way into a new way of thinking than think your way into a new way of acting (Jerry Sternin).
Stop allowing your emotions to separate you from your true self. Invest in you, fight for you. Above all take ownership of your boxes what can you do with them, what can you put inside them that will lead you to finding you.
