As we take responsibility for our actions and thoughts we claim our personal power.

I was safe in my ignorance, or so I thought.
Others were responsible, not me.
I was free to blame or avoid responsibility,
For my focus was outside, and not within.
I could point at you, or he, or she, or them.
The finger seldom turned inward...at me.

Life is easy this way.
Easy to be a victim.
Easy to stifle inner growth.
Easy to deny my spirituality.
But reality has a way of sneaking up on me,
And holding up the mirror for me to see the truth.

I am in charge of my life.
My thoughts chart my course;
To the joyous abundance of serene waters,
Or, thundering destruction on the jagged rocks.
My choice.

Childhood ends when I part the curtain of illusion,
And accept responsibility for my life.
Scary?
Yes!

But the cramped confines of my self made cage
No longer serve me.
I yearn to spread my wings
And feel the glory of unbounded flight!