I am.

Today I felt like a runner. For real. I ran the loop. I looked around. I did my breathing. I focused on my stride. I did it. After weeks of feeling like I'm not progressing, I ran well. I think, as odd as it sounds, that my "pilot light" is helping as a focus. Yep-- my spirit is a blue flame, a pilot light, that burns steadily in my heart. I can see it when I run. Is that weird? Maybe, but I just keep picturing this flame that grows and blossoms when I need strength. I realized that it's always there and that it's always been there-- not always as strong, but inside and "on" just the same. I am. I have strength. I am and that's enough.