Broken Glass

As I was standing behind the glass looking through I felt the urge to break it, but in the same time my ego was telling me not to do it. I was paralyzed by fears if I took the leap of faith and break that glass I was going into the unknown, somewhere I wasn’t familiar. Could it be a dangerous path? Was I ready to do this? The more I was thinking about out it the terrified I become. Despite hearing the Universe calling me I stood there slowly walking backward ready to turn around and run for my life. I was so young completely alone in my journey no one to mentor or guide me. As I was starting to slowly step back I felt the urge to look again through the glass, what I saw amazed me I saw freedom I saw myself free. But I was still moving backward slowly into this gray world I was already living in the thought to go back made me sick to my stomach. Tears were starting to roll on my chicks my body was shaking, I couldn’t breath anymore. I felt my world starting to collapse on me I stopped took a good look at the world I was already living in than turn again toward the glass where the light was coming from. I took a deep breath as I slowly let it out I started to walk toward the glass again. As I approach the glass I started to lift my arms on the front of me. My left hand touched the glass I slowly closed my right hand than slowly pulled my arm with my fist closed while I exhale I punched the glass. My hand went through the glass than the entire glass shattered in thousand of pieces like stars in the sky. As the glass was falling around me I felt a sense of relief, I as was looking at the broken glasses I felt at peace I was now whole. I looked toward the unknown having faith that everything will be all right somehow. I took my first step into the unknown and never looked back.