I would like to give you permission
To drop the bottom row of your teeth from their mirrored other halves above
To close your eyes a moment
To let go of the conversation your mind is fighting itself for
Where you are
Who you are
In this very moment
Completely raw and real.
Let the moment slam you with the presence you have been avoiding.
Set your mind down beside you and let the echo of your heart travel up to the surface of your skin.
Darling, why have you been hiding away?
Your heart is always with you, you don’t have to get so lost in the limitless maze of your mind.
Your heart is here, now, and so are you.
Remove the mask that keeps you safe from your inescapable humanness.
– The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
I am sure of this now; our fear of it all – of feeling, of loving, of being seen and loved, or of being truly seen and not being accepted, our fear of being ourselves at our greatest length – this precipice is actually the best part of the journey.
Maybe the mess, the moment before the ball drops and before the windows shatter due to great pressure…
Just maybe… this is the best part of transformation: the moments leading up to the great pleasure that comes with surrender and ends in rebirth through an emotional death.
What if we actually don’t need to worry about where we are going, as long as we can breathe into exactly where we are and feel every thunder strike and every rumble of distant thunder…
Letting it all be our blessing.