𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧: I feel the structure of the metamorphic walls and my personal heart,
𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠
Home can not be defined by the four walls that once brought me a sense of comfort and safety. I have outgrown them to a point where they no longer feel comfortable. And because of that, I now lie far beyond the capacity and capability of simply remaining within those now limiting realms.
The knocks at the door are growing louder. My awareness deepening as the question of what I once was able to do does as well.
That act alone ｓｔｒｅｎｇｔｈｅｎｉｎｇ me.
𝕂𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕪 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖.
and While I may have chosen not to answer those knocks in the past, this time I willingly answer. I willingly surrender to the things that I don’t know. And in return, the knocks soften and the personal walls that I once built quite high are coming down.
--- 📓 This gently poetic snippet is inspired by some of my journaling and a simultaneous mix of some obstacles that I’ve been healing and working through lately. •Surrender •Trust • Vulnerability
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