Life can be messy but Courage cleans it up

I took this self portrait a few days ago.  The necklace, which reads "Courage to be ME" was something I made for myself years ago.  On the other side of it is a picture of Calamity Jane, cowgirl boots and her gun included. 

Some days, I just need to wear it.  Life has been messy and challenging lately, things are changing all around me and inside of me.  Don't get me wrong my love, I'm up for the challenge, as long as I've got my cowgirl boots and gun at my side (grinning).

Really though, joking aside, it's my courage that I find to be my greatest asset in life.  The courage to keep getting up, keep telling the truth, and even when I'm tired to keep asking for more.  It's how I'm made and I trust the one who put it inside of me to teach me how to use it in the best way possible.  So, courage has to be challenged to grow and fear has to be stared down in the face with a bring it on attitude in my world.

So let the changes come- let the world I had thought I'd created crumble down to make something new.  I've got my heart of gold and the courage to ride it out.  But most of all I have my faith that there is goodness in all things and things fall apart so they can fall together.

So me and my cowgirl boots are ready for life's next adventure with courage in heart.  Yee haw!

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  1. AnonymousApril 11, 2011 at 9:33 PM

    You've got spurs that jingle jangle jingle....

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