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.
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?
We cannot have the full experience, or see the entire picture, unless we are all accounted for. To put it plainly, we are all part of the same whole. No puzzle piece is better than another. No piece holds more worth. We are all vital.
Not believing in myself is my problem. Believing in myself is still something that takes constant work (practice!) to do with any consistency and I’ve been on this self-love journey for a while, y’all.