it is winter. and sometimes translations get lost in a false impression. how do i allow space for the truth to exist when i cant believe in my own perception? like a caterpillar in its chrysalis i need my protection. i deserve to be loved through all stages of my growth. from larva to butterfly, i deserve to feel seen for all dimensions of me. there are concepts i wont be able to understand without the experience. i am overcoming and healing from wounds that have kept me repressed. transitioning into unlimited probabilities soon after accepting my truth. i am finding peace of mind through clarity and locating the lost parts of community. my divinity IS my identity. nothing more can be expressed through words. my presence is felt and i am more than enough. :::::
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