We walk through life as if we are small, as if our words don't echo, as if our thoughts don’t create, as if our presence doesn’t shift the atmosphere of a room. Blissfully unaware of our own greatness. Not out of arrogance, but out of forgetfulness. We forget that we are made of the same material as stars, built with the architecture of resilience and imagination. We forget that our laughter can heal, our silence can teach, and our very being can inspire.

Maybe it’s the noise of the world, the expectations, the roles we’re told to play, that lull us into believing we are ordinary, but greatness doesn’t always look like loud victories or public applause. Sometimes it’s quiet courage.

Sometimes it’s choosing kindness. Sometimes it's simply continuing, when no one sees how hard it is. You don’t have to become great. You already are. You just need to remember what you forgot.

Wake up. Look inward. You are more powerful than you allow yourself to be.

Thought-provoking reflections on life, identity and relationships, written in the style of a modern-day Socratic journal and told through poetic paradoxes and emotional honesty.

by Paul Strydom.

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