Each of us is the author of a unique story called, "Spinning My Cocoon: Reaching For My Wings." Individual "life threads" are unique in circumstance, but the same in effort to redefine destiny vs acceptance of fate. I have fallen away from fate and chose not only walk the rocky path, but search for clues to understanding under each stone along the way. We each choose our path and the level of difficulty. We can fight the inevitable or we can learn to use it as momentum to carry us to distant shores and new resources.
Don't let daily tasks and hurdles distract you from the end prize. There is nothing like the weightlessness of flying free without any mortal anchors called regret, resentment, hate, worry, etc....
So spin those silken threads of mental order and understand that chaos is just unrealized piece of the puzzle. You will make it, unless you choose defeat. You have the quill in your hand. You can dip in the inkwell and add to your metamorphic being, or you allow the winds of uncertainty to carry your inked feather to a dark place and remain lost and in search of the power that burns within you.

© April 30, 2013 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

NOTE: photo is random internet find