The grief that you carry is yours to bear-- and the ache of aloneness you feel-- but so is the light that is only yours and the power you solely can wield.
“The power which resides in [you] is new in nature, and none but [you] knows what that is which [you] can do, nor [do you] know until [you have] tried.”
— from “Self-reliance” by Ralph Waldo Emerson, pronoun changes mine
In the notebook
