In your darkest hour.

When hope is illusive and dreams unreachable. When your window to the world is tear smeared and everything you do ends in vein.

Pull down the shutter. Shut out the world.

Breathe.

Rest with your internal rhythm. Be with your pain. Ride your wave of consciousness and be present without resistance.

Live that moment fully. It's yours. No one can take that from you. Only you can. And when you see this as your strength, not your defeat. When the pain has no say.

Raise the shutter. Wipe off those tears and look out your window.

Breathe.

It's your life... to screw up, to accept, to change.

(July 29th, 2014)