Am I used to surviving for so long that I have lost hope of thriving? I have transitioned a lot the last few years and still need to remind myself to not settle for what comes to me.
It can be so obvious what your soul path is and what your essence wants to be expressing, but yet every part of you will busy yourself with wondering, searching, and repeating “I don’t know” when you ask yourself or others pose the question to you.
It blares at you from the inferno in your heart, but instead you throw blankets over it in effort to diffuse the life-changing truth, which only frustrates and stokes the volcano to erupt in triggering experiences to get your attention.
What is it that makes you skirt around yourself? How many people’s thoughts, beliefs, and judgments have you taken on? Do you ever take the time and heart to keep digging through the illusions and reaching a friendly hand out to fear in the shadows deep within you?
I believe the answers are clear, but the relationship we have with ourselves has been muddied.
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