May we remember , that sometimes all we have to do is exist . When we feel that the space that we are occupying is not welcoming, when the seat that we are sitting in is too small, or too large. May we remember that we are enough.
That sometimes our purpose is to just be.
That our survival is a testimony,
and our existence is a glimmer of hope that lights a fire in the wheels of positive growth.
May we remember that we are loved, and enough.
and that sometimes we are exhausted because we are doing too much. Over worked, over committed, overtime, and over the limit. ....
"Go a'head girl go a'head sit down.... "
Your being alive and well is the morning sunrise in a society that functions for the sunset.
So take your rest. Deep breathe , reset.
Commited to innovative leadership and institutional change
My name is Kylila (Ka-lee-la) which means beloved. I am one who loves, or at least tries to. I have had many titles, Poet, Photographer, Videographer, Writer, Cadet, Private, Athlete, Leader, Director, etc. I have learned that the greatest successes are born from the most tremendous trials. Everyone has beauty in their life story.