Rooted in my peace...
I don’t see the sun everyday, but I’m still growing. When the storm pushes against me, I’m still standing. The snow is heavy, but I don’t break under pressure so easily. When the rain is pouring, but I’m not drowning. When the weakest parts of me are being pruned, I’m still thriving. I’m deeply rooted and standing in my peace.
The inspiration…
This is a throwback to the “tree” microfiction prompt by Miguel S. from The Fiction Dealer.
You will experience many storms because let’s keep it real, no one ever said living was easy. Pushed to our breaking point and collapsing under pressure that we didn’t ask for while drowning in our tears…and a bottle. But the storms are necessary and without them we wouldn’t appreciate the beauty that follows. The pruning + purging that are essential for our growth. You can allow it to destroy you and make strong efforts to survive in the wreckage or discover something beautiful + beneficial from the aftermath so you can LIVE. But tomorrow will be here for many of us. When the sun kisses your skin in the morning, it’s your opportunity to think, move + love yourself differently.
No matter what you’re going through in life, always stay rooted in your PEACE.
Peace,
Alex B
A beautiful reminder ☀️
Relatable, thank you for sharing!!