Enoughness It's hard to stay in the middle sometimes.
Find your heart beating like rapid fire,
Every thought racing in your mind.
Asking yourself questions of comparison that hit so hard.
Am I good enough?
You get your back up like you're falling behind.
Insecurities chasing you out of enjoying even the little sweetnesses of your life.
You could be a mess on any given day,
For every good reason you could find.
And suddenly you're asking yourself again,
Am I ever going to be enough?
Show me the way.
And I've been wondering,
What does that even mean and by whose standards did you start to measure yourself up next to and honestly,
Shame on them for the kind of influence they had that made you feel less than for being you.
Let me tell you something about enoughness.
Because we don't hear it enough and that's the only thing that doesn't measure up.
So here it is.
Enough is not your clothes.
You can't buy it off the shelf.
It's not every achievement that you make or person that you know.
It's the way you treat yourself.
You're enough because you're here.
This is your life to make the most of.
Especially the moments that no one sees.
No measuring stick to steal your peace.
Comparison is the death of every beautiful art piece.
And if it takes you completely falling apart sometimes to realize that you are the masterpiece,
Then fall love.
Let yourself fall.
Because there's so much light breaking through you right now,
Burning down anything that's ever tried to confine or conform you.
And that's the most beautiful vision of all.
Let me tell you something about enoughness.
Because we don't hear it enough and that's the only thing that doesn't measure up.
So here it is.
Enough was never something you needed to prove.
It doesn't live in circles that don't see you.
Instead,
It's what remains when you strip away the noise,
Like a quiet truth that you yourself are allowed to choose.
You're enough because you keep showing up.
Tired,
Hopeful,
Real.
Letting love find you in places that you might still be figuring out how to heal.
Or maybe you're still figuring out what it means to feel like you're already enough.
Well,
Let me tell you something about enoughness.
Because we don't hear it enough and that's the only thing that doesn't measure up.
You're already enough.
You're already enough.
