The mistakes I’ve made

and the wounds I have saved

are fertilizer for my soul

Pains me at times to unroll them and recall

the events when fear was in control and I was to stubborn to ask for help

but I am grateful and resigned that we learn in different ways

and for me that often requires exhausting my futile attempts at resolving things I am not equipped to handle

and turning them over to a power much greater than myself

And releasing the reins of a horse 🐎 I cannot be control

Fertilizer for my soul

Ttucro