My faith, not rooted in religion but in spirituality, was once a distant concept. I knew the word, yet its meaning eluded me, remaining undigested and undefined within my soul.
For years, I yearned to find my faith, whispering to myself, "I want to have faith in myself." Now, that desire has transformed into certainty, as I proclaim, "I have faith in myself."
I unearthed my faith through the art of "doing the undoing," engaging in activities that rejuvenate me, even if they felt almost like doing nothing. This revelation was the answer my heart had been seeking.
