The Future Favors the Bold

Moving forward in the face of uncertainty.

@bellaaisaaa

You have your corner, and I have mine.
Not confined by palettes, mediums, space or time.
No one can tell us how to go to battle.
Artistry is in our own hands.

The world becomes clouded paint water, but illusions don't find themselves on our canvas this time.
Diverse strokes of vibrant color cut to truth like a sword, bringing death to delusion.

Eve bit the juicy apple, bravely showing us capacity for both pleasure and pain.
Guanyin says come hither after hearing your cry.
Life’s suffering can be too much.
And everyone deserves a place to rest their head.

My chopped hair is composted into new beginnings.
Threads weave deep seeds to bear fruit
for my descendants whom I may never meet.
Roots of embodied presence grow into the future that we need.

In my corner I fold subtle blessings into the mundane.
The art of living becomes beautifully delicious, and my soul becomes uncaged.
Defending women, children, and warriors is a methodical act.
It works through me whatever that means.

Swallowing courage like a daily vitamin.
Rinsing the residue that drowns out the divine.
Feeling the nudge of my gut and the strength
of my undefended heart.

What was all this preparation for?
Sometimes you don’t know until you know.
The soapbox isn’t always where the power flows.
Grass isn’t greener over there.
Tomorrow was built right here, standing on vulnerable humble land with a willingness to be uncertain.

If we grow old and ready to go, what choices will have mattered?
Did we sing so loudly our heart's desires?
Did we let go of ego in order to sit still with fear and knowing we didn't know?
Did we die, labor and birth every moment of every day and question why it is this way?

You have your corner, and I have mine.
From a dream we paint the big new sky, together.
If not right now, we’ll try again in the next breath. 
Life unfolds with certain uncertainty in its own time.
And we move boldly through it.