It is hard to say who we are. A blonde, a redhead, brunette; are we the roar of a crowd in the stands, or the one with straining muscles, a manic grin in the face of endorphins racing through our bodies; are we the burst of laughter in the hallways, a joke shared among friends, taking up too much space, or the silence in the library, legs strung over the edge of a worn couch, tucked into a book in defence against our surroundings, finding escape, if only for moment, in a few words tattooed onto thin pages?
We are all these things, but we are more than just a colour, a preference, a cog in a clique. We are smiles, we are hugs, we are so many things, but the pinnacle of these achievements is that we are simply love personified. We are love for ourselves, for each other; we are the love given to us by family, friends, soul-mates and that warm hello on a hard Monday morning. We are the bravery that pushes us to get up to face another day, to say that we are worthy: to live and to be noticed and loved. It is because of our dauntlessness that we are able accept all that we are, to not push through our difficulties and shut away emotion, but to take them as a part of who we are and learn to live, not simply survive.
Reality is such a hard thing to pin down. But I’d like to think that reality is internal, and that we are conflicted, upset, furious and despairing when we take up an external reality, a reality that we have somehow convinced ourselves is the truth and the only truth worth living. But that is not the case. We are bound by our perceptions of right and wrong, possible and impossible, and it is up to us to recreate our boundaries of what we can do, or to cast them aside all together.
We are all shooting stars, dormant under the rocks of our own self-doubt, waiting for clear skies overhead so we can dance across the aerial planes, blazing a trail of our own around the moon. But those skies will never be clear; there will always be other stars, some brighter, larger, some with a dimmer shine and shorter tails. But this is not a competition, to see who can go the highest, the furthest into the atmosphere. We are shades in a mosaic – of immortal happiness.
Hopefully, I have just imparted to you one of the greatest secrets of the world; the secret of becoming. We are not bound by our moulds, by our bodies nor by our minds. If you have passion, and the drive of desire, you can be whatever you set out to be. You can set whatever goals you will, and reach them. You can do anything.
It is hard to say who we are. Because we are anything and everything.
– Kima Hazelwood
That’s a wrap from us folks! From all of us here at Cougars With Quills, we hope you have a restful and blessed summer break. We’ll see you in September with a new team and exciting new posts!