And then I began to challenge what I thought I knew. To look my fears in the face, size myself up.
I’ve got a lot more of that to do in this lifetime. And I know I’ll always push at the boundaries of contentment, running head first into it, stretching it. Stepping outside the lines and reconfiguring it.
I used to wonder if that meant I’d never be happy.
Now, I get excited to see where else happy might take me.
Contentment is feeling safe to explore. To move and stretch and grow. Be.
Contentment is highly underrated.
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