Pandemic 2021

As a 27 year old woman living in unprecedented times and during the largest pandemic in many of our lifetimes, I wonder what a day in this life as it is now will look like years back. I recently came across a video of a young man in 1999, filming just a normal video of his everyday life of high-school. But it dawned on me that that became a time capsule, and that even if that one day seemed just like all the rest, it had its own special value because no other day would be just like that one again. In the film, it showed students talking to each-other at lockers. Go into an average high-school now a days, there's young kids on their phones and going through completely different sets of challenges such as school shootings, etc., that my generation and younger did not have to suffer through as much (yes there was Columbine, but there wasn't a Columbine in the news every other day). What am I going to look back on today, that might seem totally normal and ordinary, and find that that's changed 30, 40,50 years from now? I know many times fear can be very much associated with pain, and right now America as a whole is having a hard time looking its fear in the face, because with that will come pain. The most difficult part sometimes of letting go of fear is also letting go of the identity that one has created around said fear. The price of fear is paid by the death of a dream. Allowing fear to paralyze you and not stepping into one's full power and potential is like walking around as a living ghost. Taking the first steps to ones dream means facing the fear, feeling the anxiety, the stomach turning and unable to digest, the tears, the betrayal of ones self, the responsibilities, and weaving it all into a brilliant resilience. To dream of a future of freedom, happiness, health, and wealth, one must become completely focused and enamored with the now, no matter what. Learning to be grateful for the intense nausea and sweaty palms is easier said than done. Identifying my root cause of all of this underlying anxiety has been a journey of a lifetime thus far, and I've come to the conclusion that it is a lack of self worth/confidence/worthiness. In my mind, even if things all worked out the way they should, perfectly, would I be able to accept it all? Would I be truly worthy of accepting the life of my dreams, provided I put in the effort to assist in its existence? Even if I "don't feel ready"? It isn't easy to grow up in this human society, as we are constantly bombarded by critics, jealousy, negative energy, media telling us we aren't good enough. This has taken a serious toll on my mental health, and I'm sure I'm not alone in feeling so. The most rebellious social act one can commit right now is to join the revolution of self love. Taking responsibility when you screw up, apologizing not with words, but with actions. Doing everything in your power to return to your sovereignty. I must step into my power to respect my dreams, and I must commit to my dreams more than fear them.My greatest wish to you is to face your fears and rise above, because the world needs fearless leaders right now, chasing their dreams, to show society how it's done. My biggest dream is for my words to touch the souls of those who resonate, and let them know they are not alone and encouraged on their self love journey. To help inspire others to love themselves enough to break the patterns and mindsets that are no longer serving them, and for as many humans on this earth to start taking care of their hearts again. I know it begins with me, and setting an example. The biggest form of vulnerability I can think of is sharing my mind and my words, for words have proven through time to be eternal. There is no greater legacy I can think of to leave on this earth than that of inspiring others to love themselves enough so that it can overflow to the world again. I'll take one step toward my dream today, I hope you'll join me on your own path as well.