Hesitation...

I hesitate to ask for much especially in terms of strengths or character traits.. the lessons often given in pride to achieve then are less than desirable... I am however eternally grateful for the work my creator has done with me in terms of forgiveness, grief, strength, perseverance, patience, and the lesson I am mindful of daily in integrity... Or as a very wise woman has put to me recently, my lesson in being deeply true to myself, my empathy, and finely in tune with my ability to feel for others deeply and act in accordance with it. Tonight I would like to bring strength to the power of courage... An ability to face the unknown or potential for unpleasantness has always been a struggle and I am certain (in the past now) my lack of integrity. I have always felt rather mouse like throughout my life... I am aware of many reasons for feeling so, none of which would be appropriate to go into at this moment. Out has always shocked me when strangers take any sort of notice... I think I have viewed myself very small for a very long time. Long have I admired my lioness like friends who seem to have the courage to take on any predator no matter how large or intimidating. Yet I feel I to often remain a mouse. This isn't to say I don't have moments however the circumstances it takes to push a mouse into the mind of a lion is immense and often far beyond that of undesirable. How unique it is to find circumstances to bring about a gentler lioness with possibilities of life altering consequences... The kind fairy tails are made of... Is it childish to believe a mouse could be worthy of such a story? One worth the story books to bring about future generations of suspense, hope, and joyful tears? Hours tiresome fear of the unknown can be when the is too anxious to simply ask for the answer... Is it sometimes easier to live in the unknown
? Oh how I ramble...