Making Friends with My Enemy
I thought we were friends.
I actually thought we had a pretty good relationship.
But oh how I have fooled myself.
You know, Uncertainty.
I just realized I’ve actually been running away from you my whole life.
I have never really liked you.
I mean, you are kind of a pain in the ass, to be frank.
Well, at least for someone who wants to be sure of a comfortable life.
But yes Uncertainty,
I am ready to eat my words and take responsibility for this somewhat childish behaviour.
I realize it was my inner child who just wanted to feel safe.
Who can blame her?
I now know that you are not my enemy.
I know you are rather my liberator.
I’ve come to realize what treasures you behold.
And that you’ve been here the whole time, just waiting for me to take the leap.
But Uncertainty, I must say.
You are still scary as hell.
Taking your hand and taking the leap, that demands trust.
Trusting that I will be able to deal with whatever comes my way.
Love. As well as Pain.
I thank you Uncertainty.
For the reminder that I can never get away from pain. Not even if I control my life in every single detail.
Trying to navigate life by steering away from pain, also keeps me away from Love.
And Adventures, Belly Laughs and Surprises.
Yes. All those things that make life worth living.
Uncertainty, I am grateful.
That you didn’t give up on me.
That I heard your call and trusted that pull that I felt ever so slightly.
That you show me over and over again, the beauty that I get to harvest when I walk hand in hand with you.
I don’t know what is in store for me.
But you have shown me that as long as I am true to myself,
and make my decisions from the will to live well.
Then I have nothing to fear.
Curiosity. That is what I now feel.
Oh, the wonders of life we will explore, you and I.