And every so often, you’ll have these moments. These moments where you crawl right out of yourself and emerge, blinking in the fierce light of a new consciousness. And the old pain is still there but it changed, somehow.

And you know who you are and who you are doing it for.

Hold on to these moments, hold on for dear life. Allow them to permeate to the very core of you. Revel in your own astonishing beauty and when you are washed with grief, be washed with it. Don’t hide from any of it. Let it transform you over and over.

You will find yourself in the throes of it- find yourself, again and again, blinking in the light. And it is beautiful. And the pain is excruciating.

Sweet child. Don’t you know, everything is going to be alright?

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