Power

Something tells me

That you don’t know how powerful you are

You are

So

Powerful

that you can get up and walk out of it

you can use the key of the mind to lock yourself out of it

you can talk yourself out of it

your WORDS are magic

Your FEELINGS

Can manifest liberation

And ceilings

Both damage and healing

You are so powerful, that you recreate the world by seeing

Even with your eyes closed.

Our stumbling block is misuse

Convenient excuse

Our refuge in persistence resistance to our truth in every instance.

If you knew just how much you cheat yourself by playing small,

You’d stop.

You are so powerful

That all you need is to make the choice to Not

Settle.

Like dew drops upon the petals of

the Flower

of Life

For you are the world

Contained within.

You aren’t metal to be beat upon and weaponized

You are that which gives it meaning and purpose

Without you, it’s worthless.

You are so powerful

That you can completely lose yourself in YOUR creations

And find yourself therein.

And Now

Seems like a fine time to mention that you aren’t stuck here

You’re a gateway between dimensions

You bend reality with sustained attention

Piercing through the veil of the unknown with your mind eye to retrieve

That which exceeds the greatest of our collective intentions.

And yet,

You sit here and wage war on YOURSELF.

If you knew how lightly you’d flow through life if you stopped blocking your light

And discovered your own version of just right

You’d start.

And you’d part

Ways with anything that held you back

But

You

Are

So

Powerful

That you could know all of this for a fact

And do absolutely

Nothing

About it.

All because you doubt it.