Sit gently and speak quietly to your golden heart.
Are you tired, heart? Have you tried too hard? Are you measuring yourself in the reactions of another? Do you feel the roil in your gut whose churning motor beats inadequacy through your blood. Whose voice whispers constantly – ‘You could do better… ‘ , ‘You are not the right age’, ‘You are not thin, you are not fit’, ‘You are not enough…’ ‘You’ll never be better no matter how hard you try…’
Love these shackles of madness for what they are. In their childish dishonour of your beauty, see their limitations. For they have been along on your journey. They cling to you in the fear of rejection. They lash out at you like a drowning animal. They don’t want you to look deeper. They don’t want to lose you.
Soothe them to sleep in the cradle of your heart. Nestle them lovingly there and let their terror dissolve. For your heart is a mighty ocean that floods and washes away their anxiety and spite, leaving clean bones. They are what brought you here. To this point.
Today.