Nobody wants to wait for little miracles, nobody wants to say am feeling insecure and so unsure,it’s just hard to be big when I feel am small and immature~Sia
A miracle is what happens when something so extraordinary occurs that coincidence is a foolish explanation.~ Mary Morrissey
Do you believe in little miracles ?Do you believe in little steps in life,are you excited about little achievements?,are you amused by even the tiniest goals you reach?Do you celebrate yourself when you attain an amountable size of something?Or do you wait for bigger glorifications?
I personally, intentionally believe in the most subtle step there is.I believe in the beauty of a single step.I believe in the jubilations of an award,not because it’s big but because someone did something to deserve it.Every single goal reached calls for an applause to me,and sets my soul on melodious vibrations.Tiny steps seem to strike just the right chords in my system somehow, because no matter the underlying circumstances, someone managed to come out with something!
I can shamelessly admit that I’ve not had the best life yet, that my childhood was not a chocolate bar,that my family has never had the softest path,but I can surely attest to little miracles and small reasons to take credit for an input of effort for results.Growing up, I never saw any meal that came so easily,no fee,no clothes and no shelter too,they all took an enormous effort and strain,so I know what a hurdle life can be.I also know how unreasonable it can be to tell someone that they need to celebrate a very minute achievement when all they are thinking of is how they could even raise higher.Honestly,I have had the most humbling of situations,those that put you down and suffocate you threatening to strangle you to death,as brutal as it may sound I know it’s true.
Life once seemed to me like a collection of times when you suffered,times when you failed, times when you never attained,times when you loosed and finally how the sufferings put you down.This collection is then chronologically placed and put into either an audiobook,a series movie,or a song.It is then played in your mind,time after time, sometimes and basically all the time.You find yourself listening to the song singing in your head, watching the scenes playing so clearly at the back of your mind and the pages of the book flipping over and over each line resounding in your mind.I don’t know if you can feel me.Can you?
I once worked so hard inorder to see a light at the end of the tunnel only to see an opening of another.When life seemed so desolate and helpless I seeked for the inspiration within.Because clearly I couldn’t look without.I won’t fail to say that mum takes credit for motivating and giving me strength to fight harder but I also must admit that my own urge and willingness to seek hope and draw immense inspiration from within has saved me a great deal.I am, my number one motivator and,my very first inspiration.I generate energy from me because I chose to believe in me.I carry out my goals and objectives very spiritedly because the little voice in the abyss of my heart tells me,’go girl, don’t just quit before the miracle!’.Keep trying,keep up the faith,keep up the spirit, don’t just quit yet.Whenever you feel so tired and your hands can do much, just put one foot infront of the other, repeatedly, you’ll soon realize that you’re moving forward!!
Birds don’t just fly, they fall down and get up.Even when you reach the end,you can start again.Feel appreciated for any step you’ve made,viva!!