A reminder that being human is not a flaw — it’s the proof that you’re still rising. I Am Human I am human, made of breath and bone, A soul that’s walked through fire and learned to fight. I’ve carried noise, I’ve carried weight. I let it go to rise toward my own light, it’s never too late to meet your fate. I am human, flawed and real, With scars that taught me how to feel. I’ve lost my way, I’ve found it too— Each turn revealing something new. I am human, shaped by what I’ve known, By every seed that I have sown. In quiet rooms, my truth appears— A softer voice beyond the years. I am human, changing as I choose, No longer bound by what I lose. In silence now, I stand renewed— A life reclaimed, a self pursued. by Rosalind Steed Reflective Questions Where in your life are you learning to give yourself more grace as a human being? What part of your story are you ready to stand in with more honesty and less shame?