“In the beginning I was so young and such a stranger to myself I hardly existed. I had to go out into the world and see it and hear it and react to it, before I knew at all who I was, what I was, what I wanted to be.”
I think that growing up means entering the world, means going out of your shell.
Think of a seed. To grow and become a tree it needs to go out of its skin.
Think of a bird. To fly away it needs to fly out of the nest.
Think of a chick, cracking the shell of its egg with such energy.
Think of you, willing to leave everything behind, blooming, flourishing, simply going out in the world and BEING.
Keep it wild and simple.
AnaKWildness
Essential Facts of Life 