We forgive and we move forward – because there is no relief found in clinging to what doesn’t match our needs. There is no joy, in trying to make situations or people become what they aren’t or what they never could be.
This is my story. I am sharing to encourage those who may need support to trust their voice and to honor their own story. I want help others extract the thorns of shame, express their truths so that they too, may step fully into themselves.
I am the energy that ingests your embrace. I am the excitement of what you are manifesting. I am the breathe of wind which supports you. I am the knowingness which makes things flow. Trust in me. Believe in me.
And then it came time to crack through my own bullshit, the procrastination, the inner crusher, the judge and the self limiting beliefs that I inherited through a line of blood that had to play safe to live and be loved.
Love comes wearing many guises. Not all of them are pretty. In fact, many of them are not. Because love is forever calling out to us, “Can you see me? Are you willing to know me when I am disheveled and unkempt?
And then, when you’re ready, you can stretch your shaky legs, stand up, dust yourself off, raise your hands open, toss your head back to the heavens and say ‘Here I am. All that I am, and all that I will be.”