we cling on to the old hurt stories because to let them go would mean the death of those same stories… and we fear death, in general. or, we fear the unknown….
life is quite bluntly asking us to step up, and step in to the desires and shifts that have been churning away in the ethers and dust, in the space before, in potentiality, in dreams and pure imaginings….
“in a world that’s always trying to make you something else…”
really? who can you be, but yourself? this IS your life, unfolding. the “world” is offering choices and reflections within a certain perceived framework….
we can push through the mire the haze the mechanics of life we can fight with the stream the flow the waters of support or we can surrender to the knowing the trust the amplified instrument we can relish within the fog within the mysterious within the ubiquitous love and remember the readiness the anticipation…
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