꧁•⊹٭ Self- Love first ٭⊹•꧂
꧁•⊹٭ Self- Love first ٭⊹•꧂
I honored and admired the woman I am becoming, because she is the one who knows how to weave and unweave realities, because she is the one who stops idealizing to start walking with a firm steps even though the earth beneath her feet is crumbling; because I always wanted to see everything beautiful and perfect, raspberry color, lavender smell, and it did nothing but get the tears stuck in my throat, it hurts when I wanted to scream enough is enough.
And today, the old woman who I’ll become one day, comes to tell me that everything would be fine... that there are no battles to win or lose but rather people who leave, changes with which to flow and the experiences that break my heart allows more light to enter my soul , more love..
Breathe!
I am growing new skin, a stronger skin, more eagle, more panther, wiser, more honest, brutally honest, and also more compassionate, and that is why I love more and genuinely. But this time without the rose-colored glasses.
I dreamed of magnificent things full of utopia, and no, I do not deny my dreams nor do I condemn them to not be materialise, it's just that I got tired of stumbling over the same stone on the road and now I allow myself to open to the tangible, to the possible. . and find the magic in the surprising things in life.
Today I know that I am also earth, and I am also a cycle, and I no longer long for a world that does not yet exist, what I long for is to feel my blood pumping my heart as I feel the excitement as I walk through the landscape that dresses and undresses me, making love. . with me, with the wind and with the sea, inhale and exhale consciously, take the life that is already there and begin to live it with grace, and above all let go, let go of everything that goes away naturally like the glimpses of the trees in the season of autumn… nature reminds me to continue walking with an open heart and a solitude knowing that spring will arrives again no matter what.
I can embrace who I am today. A chaos of a thousand darknesses from which to create a new universe and an ocean of tears with which to water the seeds that I plant.
That dreamed hug, full of tenderness, understanding, acceptance and presence, I give it to myself.
Here I am, being who I am and loving this new being that blooms without warning!
Love,
Desire