Rise Phoenix, Rise

On healing and perseverance during dark times

There’s still rubble, you know? Scattered among the ashes, trying to weigh down this Resilient, Wild Phoenix.

As much as we want the residue to disappear, like the fading starlight in the distance, that rubble remains.

A reminder that we are not in control of our surroundings, BUT we are in control of ourselves.

The storms will keep storming. The waves will keep crashing. The rubble will keep tumbling down.

This is often no one’s fault. It just is.

Sometimes I think the greatest obstacles lead us to the most freedom. The lowest trenches, the most fulfilling climbs. My mind finds meaning now, in the ashes.

It’s impossible not to acknowledge the storms, the waves, the rubble. They will be, and always are, existing. Like the phases of the moon, the rays of the rainbow, the echoing sways of golden wheat in the field.

Still, regardless of our surroundings, we owe it to ourselves — and others — to value our presence, love our souls, and give it our all to carry on.

As the storm rages on, with its sporadic winds and heavy rains, As the waves rise like cataclysmic waterfalls, As the rubble becomes heavier than we think we can bear, We CANNOT give up.

For despite all the surrounding danger and chaos, Despite all the fear, uncertainty, grief, and more, there is a light within that will not be reckoned with.

There is a faith inside this heart that cannot be broken or severed.

There is a billowing truth and an unprecedented courage that will make this Warrior Phoenix Rise Again.