@daretodream.travel : "The highest capital in the world, La Paz❤️What an incredible sight when you ride one of the gondolas high above the houses and football fields😉. Exactly, the gondolas. This is one of the main transportation systems you can use to come around and explore. We have never experienced a greater contrast to European cities and we are really overwhelmed" #BoliviaHop
Eyes closed we stumble through the day,
We keep our heads down and stay on our way.
Our heavy hearts gravitate us downward,
And we fail to look inward.
I wonder, how can we continue to live like this,
When we know it’s not what’s expected of us.
We sold our souls to gain the world,
It will never satisfy us and we’re getting old.
We gaze, we wander, we fall, we stumble.
We remember and we quote; “our hearts are heavy and light...” / “we are all trees in the story of a forest...” / “the truth is incontrovertible...” / “I am able to do all things...” / “...we were made to hold our palms against the wound to stop the bleeding...” Yes we remember, but we don’t believe,
We’ve forgotten our worth.
We’ve forgotten who we are...
So bound by expectation, underpromised and under-appreciated.
Bound by our dreams,
Like a carrot on a stick they’re used against us.
We dangle on strings, unable to move ourselves. And when we do, oh how heavy the guilt.
But, there is hope. Yes there is. Do you believe it? That there is... hope?
I do, you should too... a glimpse of it lies in you fighting for who you were created to be.
To believe that you were created for battle and glory.
You were created for exploration and land and life stock and riches.
You were created for so much more than what you’ve been led to believe.
You were bought, to be free.