Every now and then (and sometimes more often), life is gonna hand you a hot cup o’ shit. And it might be the mug full of crap you can’t just set down on the counter and walk away from. You might have to sip it for a while. You might even have to drink that sucker ’til it’s empty. It’s painful to do. It takes intestinal fortitude.
But you know what? If you can accept the crap and deal with it head-on, if you can be courageous and operate from a place of integrity and grace, you’ll find the beauty in even the darkest, most bitter cup o’ shit. Darkness holds its magic too, you know.
And once that cup is empty and you are able to set the mug on the counter, I guaran-fucking-tee you, the Universe will place the most refreshing, delicious, ice cold drink of water in front of you. And if you’re really lucky, it’ll even have a slice of lemon in it.
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