"The untold want, by life and land ne’er granted,
Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find."
-Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
I am no longer sitting here, waiting for my life to start. It's in motion--all wheels turning, rivers flowing, infinite possibilities germinating. I cannot tell you how it scares me beyond belief to know that the future is unwritten, but the book is mine for the writing.
I'm slowly learning what it is to have courage, to be a brave being, to fight for what I want. I thought I was all zen when I would say things like, "If it is meant to be mine, it will come to me." However, there's a difference between harmony and passivity. I never fought for anyone or anything. Today, I'm putting up my hands. Ready to embrace. Ready to duke it out. Here I am to take the punches that will surely fall squarely on my chin. That's what going out into the world for the first grand adventure is all about.
This morning, I looked that girl in the mirror square in the eye and said, "This is it, kid. We're going to put on a brave face and walk out that door to face the world." I loved that girl in the mirror today. I will love her for all of my tomorrows.