My Truth

The truth is: I am the hero of my life. I heard someone talking of this the other day and the notion of it literally stopped me dead in my tracks. I leaned in. Wondered. And then, clarity.

I am, and always have been, fiercely independent, fiercely loyal to my values and undeniably solid in my opinions. What I neglected to realize was that I have always been my own hero. Although I seek advice from friends and family, when it comes right down to the tough stuff, I am the One who pulls the trigger. Thinking back on all of the decisions that I have made, all of the difficulties that have arisen, and all of the days and nights spent wondering if I could take another step forward I have come to understand the leap of faith consistently begins and ends with me.

Realizing this does not preclude interdependence. In fact, the mere notion that I am my own hero stems from opening myself up to the ideas (and ideals) of my cohorts in this life's journey. I am only myself because I choose to be in relationship with others. I choose to learn from others, feel acceptance from others, and be vulnerable with others. From this interdependence, I cut a clearing for my own path.

My path.

I am my own hero.