All the more, I let go. All the more, I let it burn, to see what Truth still stands.

July 28, 2020

For much of my life, I’ve dreamt of escaping.

Take me to a world where I can feel home, whole, and free.

Never quite feeling like I belonged on this earth and in this time. You’re just an old soul, they say. Well then, I must be ancient.

But I accept. The task of learning to love the me of this world and the me of this time. In a world that feels as foreign as ever. With souls I have to re-meet, re-remember, and re-love.

Glimpses of familiarity and pieces of home as my soul awakens, as I remember. As I let go of the facades of this world—as I let go of my masks and shields, to trust my own fire within, my inner flame. 🔥 All the more, I let go. All the more, I let it burn, to see what Truth still stands.

I accept this work, because it is part of my life’s most sacred path.

So during a time where escape might seemingly be the best choice, I guess I choose to stay. And live. And love. In bravery and power.

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