I am so incredibly beautiful.
I didn’t even realize this… for so long.
The vastness of my soul.
The immense power.
Shoved in a box.
Chained by fears and false beliefs.
Trapped in a body deemed imperfect by society’s beauty standards.
Made to feel less than.
Failing to see my strength.
The choice to take it all off.
Afraid to simply exist.
Not fitting the “norm”.
Seeking a deep connection.
Below the shallows.
Beyond the skies.
Behind mirrored reflections.
I have so much love to give.
But I know now I should give it all to myself first.
And stop forgetting who I am.
Trying to blend in as if I’m not a bright star.
I am the creator of my world.
The writer of my story.
The painter of my pictures.
The composer of my melody.
I am so incredibly beautiful.
I had to learn the language of modern day men, so I could be seen and heard. I had to assimilate into their culture, so I could fit in. I had to suffer in silence, so I could survive. I had to take on the pain of others, so they could feel okay. Except they didn’t. They could not and cannot see what I see, what I feel, what I hear, what I know. They cannot remember. Not yet.
I felt alone. Different. Free from desire of the mundane reality before me, yet completely consumed by it. Unable to find what I was looking for, only to discover everything within me. I embarked on a journey to a faraway land, vastly different from what I’ve known before it. In this lifetime. With hope for a different life, I’ve traveled far only to be back where I started.
On my journey, I’ve met people from different cultures. People who followed different religions. I was an outsider, but I felt more at home than in my own lands. I believed that I had no place in my own home. That I had no home. And in these foreign lands I was welcomed with kindness. I didn’t want to leave. For a while. A time came where I was no longer comfortable and I felt a call from the northern woods. A call to return home and take my rightful place.
That beautiful chapter of growth and discovery had ended. And it gave me more than I had ever imagined or dreamed of. I started to remember who I was and what I was capable of. As I answered the call of the wild trees, a new chapter began. My journey was far from over. There was so much more to remember.
From clear waters, through the rocky beach and woods filled with pine trees, to the stone circle in a mountain valley. My spirit is home. I am claiming my power. I am claiming my land. Not to rule it. And if you remember, you will know what I mean. And for those who forgot…
You may never remember in this lifetime. But your soul will return. Over and over again. Until you do.
Fear, anger, pain, guilt, shame, resentment… Feel it. Let yourself feel it all and then let it go. There’s no need to keep it inside and burden yourself any longer.
Remember who you are. Remember where you came from. Remember your purpose. Remember your power.
Your mind may not understand it, but your soul knows.
Remember (,) love.
Sometimes life pushes you to do things you’ve been so afraid of.
Backs you up in a corner with no way out.
With nobody to help you.
So you have to stand up and make your way out on your own.
No matter how scared you are.
And it may turn out that it’s not so bad like you had imagined in your head.
Fear had painted a picture more horrible than reality.
Once you do what you should have done in the first place, this fear loses its power over you.
Forgive yourself for not doing it sooner.
It’s alright now.
Move forward with courage in your heart.
We may always meet at the Hall of Gods,
Stripped away from the problems of the world.
With nothing but the stars under our feet,
Shimmering in the dark as our souls greet.
Do you ever get a feeling of restlessness?
One that seems to come from inside. And you don’t know what’s wrong or why.
Has your life turned out the way you’ve always dreamed of?
What is it that you’ve dreamed of?
But do you ever wonder if those dreams are truly yours?
Or were they something you thought you should be doing because that’s just how life is?
That voice inside you.
It’s your soul.
It’s paid its dues.
Time to set it free.