I know,
My dear darling,
I know it's so hard to keep facing the world,
Feeling lost,
Feeling scarred,
Wondering when it will all feel a little less tough,
Wondering why is your pathway so shaky,
So rough,
As you stumble and fall yet again and again,
Beaten down by the unyielding weight of this pain,
That you've carried so long and so far and so deep in the fibers that bind you,
Your marrow,
Your meat,
Longing so much to move through your days feeling peace,
For these wounds to be healed,
For the struggle to cease,
Calling out in the dark to a force you can't see,
To come save you,
Release you,
To set your soul free from these chains that oppress you,
That keep you confined in the hostile arena that is your own mind.
My darling,
The way to return to your light is surrender resistance,
To give up the fight.
Come back,
My sweet love,
Call awareness back home,
Gently turn towards the wounds buried deep in your bones,
Softly cradle these parts as though tending a child,
Grant them freedom to breathe unrestricted and wild.
Without needing their exile,
Just sit with them now,
Don't condemn or deny them,
But simply allow.
As you bathe them with presence,
Let grasping to cease.
There's no need to carry what begs for release.
This journey you've been on,
This work that you've done,
To return to your soul,
To unlearn,
To become,
Is the work of the warrior,
The fierce and the brave,
A heroic crusade for this life that you'll save.
Your one precious life with such infinite hope,
Such potential to rise and to heal and to grow as you alchemize pain,
Turning dust into gold,
Breaking free of imprisoning beliefs you've been sold.
So keep going,
My love,
Keep believing in life.
Know that all is unfolding by perfect design.
Turn your gaze to the stars in the sky late at night and remember it's darkness that gives them their light.
