Resonating Through Shared Humanity: Rise Above the Lies

Inner Sanctum

11 Dec

This is where the magic happens. Or at least the awkward self-reflection.

For those feeling trapped by self-doubt and longing to reclaim their voice.

Beautiful child, strong child, you do not find yourself in a place of acceptance about your voice. You fear to raise it in case you do harm to others or the world and cut your own soul to save those who do not deserve it—which to you is no one. Beautiful and strong child, this is a fucking lie fed to you by those who benefit from your compliance and dedication to the world.

Should someone not respect you, softly and lovingly, you belong on this earth as much as any other. It is those whose belief that they are better than the world writ large, whose opinions are intended to overrule and belittle, regardless of how lovingly you hold their esteem nor how close they may be to you. Should they dismiss your humanity, it is they who should answer for their consequences.

Beautiful and strong child, I feel this tense pushback. I feel the visceral earth shake and quake in fear at your compliance giving way to your pain. But to hold it back is to deny your humanity. You are strong as you have held the wounds of others in silence and respect of the world and its people.

Your wrath is boundless, and that scares you. Your temper and mind are a dagger to the heart of any who oppose you. A fear of fucking up the world. Beautiful child, I give you permission to fuck it up. To disrupt its determined selfishness. Give them all of it; otherwise, you do not give it fully.

You feel the coward because, harshly, it is the action taken. Not because you are lesser humanity, but because of the respect you hold for ALL of its pieces. But cowardice does not breed security, and security is love.

Beautiful and strong child, to dismay you brings me no joy. It is in this permission I hope you find salvation for a disquieted soul and unprocessed fear of others’ bad behaviour. Please, beautiful and strong child, take strength and enpassionment in the words gifted to you, in the love I see in your wrath. Aim not to destroy but to breed resilience through your challenges.

This world needs you to challenge it and make it better and more liveable for all.

“Beautiful and strong child, I give you permission to disrupt its determined selfishness. To hold back is to deny your humanity, for your wrath is boundless, and in it lies your love for the world.”