Open Mustard Seed

I must
Make myself believe in
Magic again 

It feels
Like I’ve lost my
Faith but in
Myself 

When did that 
Happen?
How?

I was so
High on life once
Full of enough 
Hot air to 
Float myself around the 
Globe 
But then 

Silver clouds turned to
Tall grey cement 
And my balloon 
Burst and I 
Smashed into cliff walls and
Slid
Back down 
Here
Where I am 
Now

So low 
So
Dim
A tea-light flame in a 
Long and blacker cavern 
On the other side of a
Labyrinth 

I never knew 
I 
Could be so hard to
Find 

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Hey, thanks for reading Open Mustard Seed. Sometimes it really freaks me out how much believing in yourself seems to matter when it comes to great big dreams.

One example that always comes to mind is how pre-famous Jim Carrey wrote himself a $10-million check 10 years in the future for “acting services rendered” … and then 10 years later, landed his iconic role in Dumb & Dumber for $10 million. And I don’t know about you, but I haven’t heard of too many people who truly doubted their own success and got it anyway.

It seems the people who achieve their dreams are the ones who believe it’s possible. Even in moments of uncertainty or perceived failure, those who make it don’t let anything keep them from their path. They keep putting one foot in front of the other whether or not their destination is obscured by cloud cover.

I don’t think it’s all “fake it till you make it” either. I wonder if it’s more like the person you are going to become needs your faith in them — now, before any evidence of the future you want is visible. I guess that’s what faith is.

Anyway, thank you so much for stopping by and checking out my poetry. If this resonated with you, I’d love to hear from you in the comments! Sub or share if you want. I’m so glad you’re here. 🖤