There are beliefs so wrapped around us, so entangled within us that it will take a long time to cleanse enough of them from our psyche to feel even somewhat relieved. And that is okay. It all is. It is fine to look at the mountain you have to climb and decide to take another rest day before you tackle it. It is fine to get stuck into the mountain and fail, and return another day.
You with those eyes that can see so deep into souls. You who can explode with light from those wounded places. You who can touch a truth that lies beyond words. With your presence, you sanctify. Who you Are is enough, it is more than enough. Who you Are is perfection. Immortalised divinity. You are shining steel forged in the fire of your suffering, and you have suffered, and you remain.
Your pain is a message to you, from you- if you will only stop fighting and listen.
Dive down into yourself. Allow the stillness to wash over you and reach out for the light of awareness. When the dawn comes you will realise that you Are the sun. You always were. You must break through your own clouds. You must innerstand.
The sun rose to meet you this morning and the trees scattered their leaves about your feet amongst the sparkling dew, and you sat in your sadness and you wept. And though you could not see me, I was there. I adore you in your sadness, love. I adore your bravery; how you let yourself drown in despair, how the light reflects off your tears and shines out of you even when you are blinded to your own beauty.