You must understand, you are spiritual royalty. Velvet cape, crown, glistening jewels at the neck and a scepter in hand. Royalty. Every last one of you. Imbued with intention and filled with heart. And with that comes responsibility. The ability to respond, deeply to other. Love this world. Be brave. And above all, be kind. Dear hearts, rule well.
It is important to hold space for yourself, truly hold space for yourself. To look at your hands and say, “I really love these hands.” To look at yourself in the mirror and without flinching, see yourself and tell yourself, “I love this face, I love this body, I love this me.” You must let this resonate throughout every cell of you. It is imperative that you know you are worthy and admirable. Carry it with you into every aspect of your life. Because when you see yourself as the most valuable asset on this planet you have seen the truth. This is not egotism, it is selflessness. Holding space for yourself, granting yourself being-ness, you affect deep change. Practicing unconditional positive regard, for the self and others, grows more of that. It is the kind of love, so powerful, so righteous, it will change the world.
You see the abyss. How this life means everything and nothing and both at the same time. We have, in spirit, chosen to be here. We have a gift to share, if only we can move past the distraction, the destruction of mind to give it. Giving the gift of self, to other, including the self, is divine. In the giving of it, you see yourself back as the bearer of it. This is who you really are. This is your life. Despite what mind tells you. We see you. We need the gift you come bearing. The universe, because we have joined hands and hearts, conspires with us to manifest that which is inside of you and deliver it to us. Our spirits are hungry for it. Hungry for you.
The space between morning and night, where the clouds part into horizon, pink, peach, golden light, straight through to the unknown, between life and death, where light and dark, night and day, beginning and end are the same, creation, maintenance, destruction, all one, all creation. You lift the veil, see inside, spread your wings, around this physical plane, knowing yourself back, as all of it, the universe, totality, love, all of it.
What dreams did you have as a little girl, or little boy? What dreams would you like to dream today?
You, your radio, your running system, has a tuner. The human body, like a radio, can actually be tuned to pick up frequencies and air specific content. Depending on the range of the tuner and scope of the receiver, the dial can be aligned with content on a variety of frequencies. You are the instrument and you are the receiver. What frequencies would you like to receive? The dial is yours. What content would you like to air? What life experience are you tuning into?
You venture forth, expectant, waiting, yearning and there it is, the wall. Damn thing looks impenetrable. Probably is. Mind whirrs, making it impossible, all things. Shut the front door, shut all the doors save the one, long hallway of longing and knowing that this life is dream, able to sustain itself on pure emotion, the thrill of a kiss, the warmth of his memory and mine, savoring that, enticing beyond all consequence but the jump, high over and arcing beyond impossible to I’m possible, because on the other side is your life, your heart, beyond the fear is everything.