imagine …

imagine if i stopped second guessing myself for a second.

… if i insisted the way i express myself and dress myself and see myself be strengthened….

imagine… if i loved myself ALL the time… looking at my own reflection as a worthy dose of refreshment.

… or if the woes of the world and the woes of my soul and those that make me feel far from whole were abandoned …

…replaced by authentic … incandescent …undeniably confident enjoyment …

…or at least by blissful ignorance … true contentment…

…imagine if my own smile was my antidepressant.

…and failure wasn’t an embarrassment but a propellant

…imagine if life became pregnant with my existence and time was my silent parent… …begging me to just be patient… telling me i wasn’t an accident…assuring me that i do belong…and that i’m not quite so alone.

…imagine if the future didn’t make me unconsolably frightened…

…or i cracked the impossible code that is ‘living in the moment’

…imagine a present where my past doesn’t fill me with drowning resentment …

…if i forgave everyone who wronged me….even those that are not repentant …

…yes…even before i could give them my much awaited beratement !

…the wrongs that they did to me going unmentioned…

…smiling to their face and wishing them well as if they were innocent…

imagine …if the history… and the tribulations…and the core…and the identity…and the life and the overall concept of Andile filled me with ongoing pride and happiness…

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