As your soul lined up in the great space,
Eager to know which family,
Which body,
Which personality would be the most exquisite vessel to explore the unfathomable ache of a broken heart,
The tight fist raised in rebellion,
The laugh like shards of crystal catching the light.
The answer was,
This one,
And your name was whispered like a gift.
Love her,
Protect her,
Nourish her,
Speak soft and sweet words to her,
And she will listen.
Tell her,
I forgive you for choosing distraction,
For getting lost in the attention of others.
I forgive you for your tireless effort that doesn't care for yourself,
For your sleepless nights,
Your confusion,
Your fears,
Your loneliness.
I forgive you for reaching out to those who are not worthy of your love,
For not always listening to your own wisdom.
I forgive you for everything.
And I love you.
You are so incredibly beautiful.
You have so many gifts.
Just go into your heart and feel which ones light up.
Those are the ones most needed now.
Come home to this love.
Reside in it at all times.
Create from there.
Let the rhythm of your life be the answer to the everlong question,
How can I love myself more?
I love you.