True Colours

Breath easily, my dear

I know you want to lean in to this fear

Your ego, your story and your pride

You want to scream to the skies.

But there are higher frequencies, my dear

There is the language of the gods.

There is maturity, humility.

Don’t just leave -

There is strength in your response.

There is repose.

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"Humility suits you" -

My dear, just do everything you need to unwind.

Shame, humility, embarrassment,

Everything you were not willing to find

Still there in the tangle of your mind.

Agitation unwinds, it blinds -

Untapped rivers of your deepest place,

everything you worked so hard to hide.

It’s happening now, these words in a torrent from my heart -

This feels aligned.

But wait, with what?

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I want to collapse in private

What can I find within myself next time:

I was so blind sighted.

I don’t even know if it was your fault or just all mine,

I can’t hang on to this story that it was anybody’s mess than mine.

I'm left to pick up these pieces.

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Don’t be passion’s slave.

Rationalise; it is hell to be agitated and makes you dry inside.

One second so aligned, then demonstrating all the qualities that you look in others to criticise.

Ones you weren’t willing to find.

If this was really just your pride -

Then don’t be afraid of that side.

These emotions are not a sin

I have compassion for the situation you are in.

Save your energy, save your time.

Living along these lines will bring you more stability, balance, harmony,

And strength to move the skies.