Resonating Through Shared Humanity: The Burden of Hidden Joy

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

For those feeling burdened by guilt.

Loving child, you feel such guilt about the pursuit of that which brings you such deep resonance and happiness. The wonderer in you resonates on the deepest level of fear, your joy a cheeky thing which you 'get away with'. Stalwart child, you are such a person as to tremble at the idea of the opposite, where your joy should be hidden by the behemoth of expectation. Your uniqueness so clouded by the dark skies of your environment that you allow yourself to believe it to be the only way. My daring child, you are such a force, though you appear to know it not, such a depth, such a power. Fear is a name, not a way of life. You tremble in name to hide the truth of your inner form—the name obscuring that which would shine brightest on the rainy days. Dear beautiful child, you are sent to do the work of the sun. For the sake of love, life, and light—shine as bright as you can.

“Fear is a name, not a way of life.”

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