I hold the keys to my own life; I choose my own path, for it is not paved for me. I create, dream, and move to my own free will. I cannot control the world; I can only control how I respond, how I show up, and how I am. Self-improvement is an ongoing internal process; it’s the constant ebb and flow of the tide, it’s the invisible wind that moves the clouds. The heart does its work in silence, and the world meets its result.
Time does not rule over my character. I am my own stability; I choose to be grounded against the forces of darkness. I choose to love, not out of need, not out of fear, not out of insecurity, but out of choice. I give to others freely, and stop when it’s no longer reciprocated. My love finds its boundary in the face of selfishness.
I choose my own path and leave my marks behind. With honor, intention, and passion.
I am what I choose to become.