When you open the door, be ready. When you allow possibility to drift in, be ready for it to linger and swell. Be ready for it to follow on your heels, fill space while you drive, sit beside you at dinner and whisper stories as you fall asleep. Be ready to not know how to entertain it, unsure of what to do with it. But be ready for it to tell you. Then be ready for it to stare back at you from the mirror, asking you to be brave.
When you Believe, Be ready.
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