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Your truth rises up. (Really, a poem for saying “fuck it, this is me.”)

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the answers to your most important questions don’t reach you from outside
who am I?
why am I?
what do I long for, dream of, crave?
where do I begin
… to feel fulfilled?
… to know myself?
… to meet my soul?
… to be enough?

I’ll say it again
the answers to your most important questions don’t reach you from outside


your truth rises up
from the inside out


beneath misnomers like balance and status and power and success
behind the illusion of image and the fragility of fear
beyond the lies about the limits on your enoughness
before their perceptions and projections and what they think they know about what you know you know
your truth rises up
from the inside out

breathe in
reach in
tune in

are you feeling that?
your truth
radiating
resonating
rising up
from the inside out

to hell with shrinking down, dimming down, piping down
there is so much space for the bigness and the brightness and the boldness of all beings

Truth is expansive
she will show you the infinite depths of your worth
she will show you the vastness of your own light
there at the core of the core
Truth
my god, how she glows
lustrous
luminous
illuminating
the milky way of pure potent cosmic consciousness
she will light your way home
to the heart of you
in all ways
for all your days
if you let her…

rise up

Or, less poetic and more to the point:
Fuck it. Know who you are. Own who you are. Be who you are. Twitter Bird Icon: Neshika's Tweetable
Let your truth rise up. Twitter Bird Icon: Neshika's Tweetable

In truth,

xo Neshika

 

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