The Nothing.

I love the movie, The Never Ending Story.

I feel that motion picture in my soul.

It features an escape for one, and an expedition for another.

The story unveils a journey that is scary for both characters.

One who is chosen to watch, and unknowingly defend, and campaign for, the other.

The other, given a mission to save something they aren't even sure of.

A task assigned to them, that they really aren't confident in completing.

Something monumental.

They find themselves in disbelief of why and how, they got chosen.

But they were selected.

They were found to be the appropriate candidate for this epic appointment.

And they are assured it is of the utmost importance to take on this role, and only they can complete this undertaking, with any chance of triumph.

Success.

So they solider on.

They find themselves so committed, that they can't give up on that foreign voyage.

Knowing it may be dangerous.

Seeing the viciousness first hand.

But invested.

So deeply devoted to.

Along the way, finding themselves encountering the wild and terrifying.

While also meeting the fantastical and extraordinary.

Mystics.

Murderers.

All the while, hoping the outcome will be worthwhile.

Feeling tasked with a job so important, that they can't give up.

That there is no way they can walk away.

Fearful of what may happen, but needing to pursue that certain outcome at any cost.

Seeking the healing they need to find.

The solutions.

Trusting the process, and the people that they meet during those travels, those trials, those tribulations.

Because in actuality, they really don't have a choice.

They are at the mercy of their circumstances.

Hoping they are going in the right direction, but not always sure.

Yet, going forth with vengeance.

Aspiring that perhaps the end result, will be worth the exercise.

Trusting their gut, especially when they are unsure about their surroundings.

With the belief that the culmination of the trek will be worth the endeavors.

Every step of their waltz, executed with extreme care and intention.

Yet even if at times, it can be seen as downright clumsy and unfounded.

Sloppy and underprepared.

Too trusting.

Foolish.

Wistful that their vision, their charge, and their performance, will be enough to get them to where they need to be.

The story conveying that life is heavy.

Unexpected.

Curious.

Assistive.

Disappointing.

And at times, just plain sucks.

But yet showing us that we can get to where we need to be, if we have grit and determination.

Are mindful.

Trusting, even when we have every reason not to be.

Have extreme aspirations in the face of hesitation.

In a land and state unknown.

In a place where we have yet to venture.

With exotic and strange players.

A setting with which, we are unfamiliar.

Even if we carry sadness in our suitcases.

Doubt in our hearts.

Hesitation in our guts.

Even if we have to trudge through mud and shit.

Battle through hurt.

Betrayal.

Lies.

Distrust.

Loss.

Truth.

Advice.

Love.

Meet the unknown by ourselves.

Are at our most vulnerable.

Weak.

Wanting.

But continuing forth anyways, towards recovery and liberation.

Fixed on a goal.

Salvation.

The movie reminding us that our purpose alone, our very existence, should be enough to keep our strength and resolve intact.

Celebrated.

Even if we aren't always sure.

And it is then, we will come to find that we can do it.

Not only that, but that we can fly.

When we think we can go no further.

Do no more.

That we find ourselves.

Healing.

All the while, unknowingly, having been writing a guide for others.

Penning a path to show how strong we all can be, without even realizing we have been blazing a trail.

A glorious beautiful pathway.

Inspiring those you didn't even know were watching your struggles.

People who were silently cheering you on, and basking in your successes.

Crying at your struggles.

Weeping at your losses.

Smiling at your gains.

Laughing at your misadventures.

Screaming at you to continue on, without saying a word.

Always on the sidelines, quiet, but present.

All the while, wanting you to triumph.

Rooting for you at every turn.

Excited for the conclusion.

Inspired as they saw that you were able to finally soar, unbounded.

Whispering ovations to you, when you had no clue.

Muted cheerleaders.

Yet knowing all along you had it in you.

You just needed to prove it to yourself.

The movie proving we can all do it.

Even when we aren't sure we can.

That we will be given many jobs we don't want, but we can, and if we want to, will accomplish them.

That we are in possession of many quiet advocates.

And endless talents and knowledge.

And maybe, if we just stop every now and again, we can hear them.

They are all around.

We just don't know it.

And sometimes, that most silent supporter, is us.

Xoxo,

C.