I am who I am because the tears of my past have watered the magnificence of my present.

There are graceful ways of accessing your purpose and success, with time, invitation, gentleness, cooperation and surrender.

For certain he hath seen all perfectnessFor certain he hath seen all perfectness. Who among other ladies hath seen mine: They that go with her humbly should combine To thank their God for such peculiar grace. So perfect is the beauty of her face That it begets in no wise any sign Of envy, but draws round her a clear line Of love, and blessed faith, and gentleness. Merely the sight of her inakes all things bow: Not she herself alone is holier Than all: but hers, through her, are raised above. From all her acts such lovely graces flow That truly one may never think of her Without a passion of exceeding love.

There are gentler and more graceful ways to interface with natural conflict.

The more death, the more birth. People are entering, others are exiting. The cry of a baby, the mourning of others. When others cry, the other are laughing and making merry. The world is mingled with sadness, joy, happiness, anger, wealth, poverty, etc.

Grace is neither gentleness nor fragility. Grace is treating yourself, others, and even inanimate objects with respect.