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When we think of the heroes and the heroines of any success story we are often told of how often they failed within their trial. The challenges that came to them, the disruption, and the destruction. Be it the contempt of others for them stepping beyond the bracket, extending themselves, and stretching to explore their potential, we learn that failure is imminent. And yet why are so many of us afraid to fail? Why do we obsess over the little embarassments, eager to keep up appearances and promote a facade or a false existence to people who dont actually like us, or are too caught up in the mesh of their own chaos.If you have wept tears of disappointment, frustration had your heart sin because life felt so impossible. I implore you to keep going. To keep searching your inner eye as you face that self in the looking glass every morning. Because those who really take on the self, are shaping, are sculpting, are becoming. Model yourself on great leaders who came before you, do not let those whose drive has ghosted them, be a thief in the night, you have your own path to take. Success seems at times to be a postcard from another universe, and each time you hear the dialogue of others chorusing about their glory, you are filled with a stone in your throat. Take heart, my father always said the vision may tarry but it will surely come to pass. Have a checkpoint, let that checkpoint give you hope when everything else is falling to shit. Faith,belief,and where I failed many a time was consistency. No one has the right to tell you it is impossible when men walk on moons, when rockets leave Earth, when millionaires are made in new continents every minute due to insight, understanding, knowledge and development. I find myself frustrated so many times, in contempt of a reflection I once adored, searching for a self I once remembered. I lost fragments of myself in this thirst to win, yet I continue to press on because I am morphed to this new shadow.Glued to this spirit, who is both woman,child and girl. There are pieces of my puzzle missing and yet, I hold unto this, a little hope a little light, enjoy the process, and remember how beautiful it is to loose yourself in the work. Enjoy the journey.