Reincarnation. To die and then to one day come back to life. Stripped off all memories, trauma, knowledge, regret. A soul with a clean state. Unfortunately, my soul is far too sullied, too damaged, too tainted to be reborn into something beautiful.
‘Change should be welcomed’, I was told. Nothing ever remains the same, nothing is constant. I’ve known this all my life but I’m slowly realizing it only applies to humans, emotions, circumstances and thoughts that make up our whole existence. All the changes in my life have been in the hands of someone else, controlled and crafted to ensure I follow a certain path, that my life, the only one I have, is never really mine. I’m changing that. Finally taking charge and deciding that perhaps, we don’t get only life. We get as many as we choose to live. If we choose to live. If we’re granted that gift.
Lovia