When…

When…She’s up, motivated and spritely

Nothing can stop her. She’s the force that exudes energy, a raging ball of fire that will consume anything that attempts to stop her grind. She allows nothing or no one to get in her way; although meek, she’s powerful. And with knowledge of the power she possess she can be dangerous but, instead she chooses to remain humble, she only exercises her powers when needed.

When….She’s down, she cries like a baby. In silence, she screams for help but often these cries go unheard. She mopes around feeling unworthy, unwanted, undeserving… helpless. Self resentment occurs as she judges and critiques everything about herself. She hits rock bottom and falls into a pit of depression only to face this demon alone.

Who’d think such a person can be both? When it’s good, it’s good and when it’s bad, things are horrible.

But when,

When….She remembers to give thanks with a sincere heart, when she re-centre and refocus herself, there’s an alignment within and everything else fall into place. This sudden shift, a balance so unexplainable, seems magical.