look for a minute, if you don't mind, at a weeping
willow tree. ya, i know, there isn't one in front of
you right now, but look in your mind and i'm sure
you'll find one. ya see it? tall and mighty, a
strong trunk to support it...branches from the top,
stretching all the way to the ground, covering the
trunk until it is virtually invisible. but it's
still there, right? it's not like those branches are
hanging in mid air. just because you can't see the
support and strength of the tree, doesn't mean it
isn't there.
ok, so now you got that mental image. i want you to
take that image, and apply it to a very different and
yet similar situation. here we go...
picture a girl or woman or whatever you wanna call
her. you know her... you may be her, and you may
not, but you know her. she stands tall and proud,
yet her pain and her guilt and her fear seem to be
all you can see if you take only a quick glance. her
tears stream down, like the branches of the willow
tree. looks as though all she is, is a tangled mess
of emotions. but look through that shit. spread the
blanket of shit that shows. what do you see? you
see her true strength. you see her foundation, her
strength... unshakeable, unmovable... solid and
grounded, just a bit hidden behind so much that it's
hard to find. but it's there... don't ever forget
that.
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