Sensitive Plant

After a few breathes, I began to feel my essence as that of a sensitive plant. I could feel myself growing, with the hope that I may someday be a tree, with the surrendered acceptance of all that I was. All that I will be. All that I am.  Today was a good day...On some other days,  emotions take over me and I want to hide inside myself somewhere and not talk to anyone. There is always a choice. Always. However, I am on the path and I know it is becoming easier and easier to choose love, to see and feel the fear and insecurity and love myself anyways. 

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