I have learned many things about life over the years....this is one of them. It seems to be a theme coming through in my daily meditation practice too. Casting off the limits I have placed on myself even though I have ironically preached the "no limits" message in the past. Fresh from sleep, the rise and fall, in and out, of my breath in meditation feels like bellows on the coals of a fire that has yearned for so long to burst into flames.

I think when life tries to limit us, it's a test. The real limits come from us ("if *you* give in and let it"). We always have a choice, even when we don't like the options.

I'm ready to play a bit harder now. I'm ready to rise from the ashes.