There’s good in being a Phoenix.  We’re inspired by them all the time.  The thing is, we tend to forget how the Phoenix gets to be a Phoenix.  S/he took a risk, a chance, a leap of faith–and crashed and burned.  Then, s/he pulled her/himself up and rose from the ashes, wiser for the experience, and then s/he became a Phoenix.

There could be no inspiring time without the hard time.

There could be no Phoenix without the crash and burn–there’s nothing to rise.

Blessings,

Vicki