Strength is a funny thing. It can define us – whether that definition encompasses our physical capabilities, our mental prowess, our moral fortitude or our ability to influence others, it shapes our interpretation of ourselves. But sometimes those strengths lay dormant, content to be lying in wait until we truly need them. Moments in our lives require us to draw from the deep well of power and we never know how deep that well goes until we are thrown into the face of adversity.
Our reservoirs go deeper than we can imagine. The individual wells that we pull from on a not-so-frequent basis house caverns of untapped vitality that seem to increase exponentially in potency the longer they lay at rest. And in those moments we are required to harness that energy, it obliges us with a fury that is all-encompassing and sometimes completely overwhelming.
Human strength is an anomaly. It has no true definition. It chooses how to manifest itself and how much of its raw power to reveal when it is truly needed. The vessel that contains that strength may have no concept of the absolute potential to harness that energy and may never have the chance to know its honest intentions until faced with the proverbial dragon.
Our trust in that strength is the key to its existence. The more we believe that we possess that strength, the more it thrives. Like any energy, it feeds on the positivity that we use to nourish it and continues to grow with that sustenance. It may feed and hibernate but, when it is required, that energy will wake, dust the cobwebs from its well and leap into action.
Hold true to your strength. Even though it may be deep below the surface of your reality, it pools in your subconscious, patiently waiting until you need it most. It is there – everyone has it. You just need to trust in its power and know that it is just waiting for your signal to unleash its fury.
Very well said.
A lot of my strength comes from stubbornness and not accepting that a thing can’t be done.
That’s not a bad thing! I am very much the same way.
My strength comes from laziness, and all the various methods of organization and structure I put in place to enable me to be as lazy as possible. It’s a lot of work, being lazy.
I love that strength can come in a variety of ways and sometimes when you least expect it but need it the most.
Absolutely. You just have to trust that it is there.
I’ve always felt that in doggedness there is strength. It’s not easy to keep plugging away when just about everything tells you that there’s no point in continuing.
Very true.
It’s amazing that sometimes we can feel the lowest of the low, but then the strength emerges from that well and you wonder where the hell it came from 😉