There is a truth that exists that is designed to set us all free from our beliefs and madness. It is not a truth that needs to be proven, as it is universal for all. It is not a truth that can easily be described with words. It can only be felt. My words here attempt to come close to what I believe and feel it to mean.
Self care, self love, begins with a gentle spirit. With a soft, still voice that speaks almost in a whisper. It gently brushes my being like a breeze on my cheek. It does not apologize or stammer about what it inspires, or where it comes from within us. It softly reminds us of our own beauty and worth.
It is the light within us that is always there, always burning, yet at times it is as if our eyes are closed, so we cannot see it. Or as if our ears are covered with our own hands, so we do not hear it. Yet, it keeps gently whispering to us, unhindered by a lack of response. We are created, we are born from, a light that is eternal and infinite. It is pure love, forgiveness, peace.
It is always waiting for us to return, at least in recognizing its presence. Its presence reminds me of my own light and innocence, that so many days I forget out of my own ego amnesia.
I am light.
I am love.
I am innocent, beautiful and free.