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?