Letter To Resistance

Dear Resistance,

Long time no feel. 

You drifted away and left me at peace in my gushing flow, feeling fully with every fiber of my being. I had a good run without you, a long run, a juicy, effortless, effervescent run. But now here you are, back with vengeance, nagging at me to do anything but living my dreams out loud.

Why do my dreams scare you, dear Resistance?
Is it because you want to keep me safe from change? Safe from success? From failure? From anything in between? Is it because the unknown is the death of you? After all, you only live when you are aware of what is coming. One does not resist the journey if they don't know they're on their way. 

I feel you are somehow guiding me though. Guiding me to rebel against myself, to flourish despite your constant need for attention. You scream out ME ME ME! It's all about MEEEEEE! You tell me how many more important things there are for me to do. Are you my own little made-up devil drumming on my heart, pulling at the heartstrings of my mind...? Or perhaps you are just a lost soul, longing to be seen like the rest of us too-self-aware dreamers. Maybe you are coming with vengeance because I have long forgotten about you. In my arrogance I thought you don't exist. At least not in me. I was wrong, and here you are, rebelling against the system, rebelling against me and my day-dream delusions. 

Well, I cannot blame you for trying so desperately to exist. You are a part of me, that I must never forget about. In fact, you are a guiding tracker, telling me when I am about to climb a hill I have yet to climb. And for that I THANK YOU dear Resistance. I thank your efforts to be seen, I see you. I see you. I see you. 

Once you see something, you can only then send it away... 

Off you go Resistance, 

Until we meet again...

Yours,

~Me.