Life is a divine congregation of consciousness for which I want to show up and participate. When life gets too heavy; the weight of the burdens too cumbersome to bear, my speed accelerates. I want to outdistance the tiresome circumstances. The more I flee, the more life tugs me back to ride out the pain, therefore the stronger I matriculate back into life. This is life, I know. Why do I fight to control it so much? Today I sit, thinking about the tools that I am given along the journey. The tools on which I forget to rely; God,my friends, my family, my own resilience. These tools are quite possibly the difference between wallowing in the pain and being propelled into life again.