Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Enough.

April 17, 2018

 

I don't think it's that we forget, but that we've never believed that we are enough. We are exactly what this moment needs and we have everything needed for this moment. We don't believe it because, most of the time, it feels as though we're fighting--circumstances, authority, ourselves. It's unfortunate, really, that we were born into a tribe with such keen memories of, and inclinations for, war. 

 

We were raised on the idea that we'd always have to fight for what we wanted, for what was right, for what we deserved, for what has been or will be taken from us. We were born into existing scarcity, real or imagined or taught. We were burdened with social, emotional, intellectual, and/or actual debt from our first breath. 

 

Or so we believe. That's the story we were told, and we swallowed that puppy whole--nursed on it and grew (crookedly) on it. Well, let me tell you, I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the story. I'm tired of feeling defeated at every turn. I'm tired of never feeling as though I'm enough. I'm tired of being tired, exhausting myself in the attempt to prove otherwise, to myself, to the authority, to the fears lurking in the deep center of my brain. So consider this my war cry, and then watch me put my weapons down and walk away. Watch me never look back.

 

 

 

 

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