On Endurance - Frida Kahlo.
"At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can."
— Frida Kahlo
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Frida Kahlo was eighteen when a bus collided with a streetcar in Mexico City. The accident broke her spinal column, her collarbone, her ribs, her pelvis. A steel handrail impaled her. Doctors didn't expect her to walk again.
She painted through thirty-five surgeries. She worked flat on her back with a mirror mounted above her bed so she could see herself — the only subject she could access. She became one of the most important artists of the twentieth century not despite her suffering but, in some way, through it.
She never pretended it was easy. She never said pain makes you stronger. She said something quieter and truer — that when the moment comes, you find out you were capable of more than you knew.
Most of us discover this the same
way she did. Not by choice.
When did you last surprise yourself with how much you could carry — and what did that moment change about how you see yourself?
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