Authenticity isn’t just a way of being — it’s the gateway through which the spirit is set free, allowing us to shed the masks and live from the truth of who we really are.
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The thing about authenticity is the spirit’s liberation through it. When you dive into the real you, it doesn’t matter where you live, what you drive, what you wear, what’s in the bank, who you love, or how you love.
You love who you love because they feel like home to you. That’s beautiful; that’s courage; that’s vulnerability. That’s terrifying. That’s what gets the angels all abuzz. “Y’know, Michael, that’s what we’re talking about, right there…”
You do what calls to you, because that’s how you love the world. You kick your own ass because that’s how you love yourself.
Nobody has reign over you. Your baggage stays with you until you choose to transcend it or let it go. Take the stairs, one at a time, or jump out of the airplane and tuck and roll.
Listen to YOU. Heed the spine-straightening tingles. Scream it out: This IS my life, who I am, and I LOVE it.
When it feels like everything’s closing in too tight, take it easy on yourself. All you need to do is bring it all back together — bring all of you here, now. Breathe. Then stretch it back out and reclaim your heart space.
The heavier the contrast, the brighter the light behind it.