By Kyra Oakland

It’s impossible for me to fathom all that is out there
the microscopic creature I am,
on this small planet,
in the middle of an endless universe.

It almost sounds unreal
when compared to the trivial worries
that fill my days.

Money, time. Made up concepts.

The ability to do whatever I desire
is right here
within reach.
And yet, I find myself tangled
in problems that only exist in my mind.

Our thoughts can be so deceptive,
trained to focus on the noise
instead of the truth.

But in the quiet
when I remember the vastness beyond me
I also remember my own power.

I am here.
I am alive.
I am capable of more than fear allows.

So I return to this moment.
I breathe it in.
I take back my power.

And I remind myself:
I’ve come so far.
My best days are still ahead.
I am strong.
I am not my thoughts.

I am my actions.
My voice.
My intentions.

And I believe in the person I am becoming in this crazy fucking world.

Simply yours, Ky