The soft clicking of the keys brings its own quiet restitution. The glow of the desk lamp brings up familiar memories of late-night conference calls and all night calculations. Oddly enough it puts a smile on my face thinking of those days. Funny how the memories of pain and near destruction fade. But my body still reminds me of those facts every day. Still, I don’t hold any bitterness against my ambition. Because I fought hard for those goals that brought me here.
I understand ambition, I understand what it’s like to reach a goal. I also know the pain of a physical and mental breakdown and its aftereffects. Seek balance in whatever you do. Don’t allow one desire to blind you to the need for wholeness and contentment. I sit here now a living testament to the power of reaching a goal at all costs, only to stand on that summit and feel nothing. Don’t allow fear to overcome your peace of mind. Every day I wage war against my own fear. Only to realize that fear is just a part of the balance of life. That only through acceptance and love am I able to focus and discover my ever evolving truth.