We think ourselves into our reality. We have our fears, desires, preconceptions about who we are, what we are capable of, how the world is, how people are. We think these beliefs are our identity, what makes us ‘us’.
We hold a handful of dead leaves in our hands as we run through life.
We hold on to them tight, can’t bear the thought of losing ‘ourselves’. So intensely we focus on holding the leaves, we don’t look where we are going.
Think yourself into existence with every breath.