Just look around you. 
At the beauty and the bliss. 
At the terror and the teardown. 
At the utter certainty and 
every last unknown. 
It is all a part of your story. 
Part of how you were made. 
Embers of grace and grit. 
Ashes of breakdown and 
breakthrough. Born of fire. 
Made of light. Badass with 
a side of sacred wisdom.  
Exploding like fireworks 
across the night sky.

(Jeanette LeBlanc)