Saturday, April 12, 2014

I Imagine

As I sit here, I imagine the vapors of my breath drifting up into the infinite ocean of the sky painting it with the tears of my sorrows.

I Imagine what it would feel like to feel vibrant, healthy, unrestricted, and pain-free, in my body.

And what it would be like to love myself, I mean really love myself. The kind of love in which every cell of my being thunderously proclaims you are beautiful and loved just as you are.

And, that space of untethered inner peace and acceptance is no longer just a fairy tale, but a lived reality, even in the moments of greatest suffering.

I imagine what it would be like when my imperfections became my greatest strengths.

When my scars become medals of honor as a testament to my humanity and courage.

When my inner beauty is as valued as my outer beauty.

I imagine a time in which our fears are embraced as the guides that they are.

A time where we are no longer hiding behind a costume or masks for fear of being truly seen and felt; for fear of feeling the fierceness and truth of how powerful we really are.

I imagine a time in which you actually dance like nobody's watching because nobody is watching, since they are so surrendered to their own ecstatic expression. And if they are watching it is because they are so overwhelmed and inspired by how beautiful you are.

I imagine a time when we are working together as a species to honor the earth as our mother, to tend and care for her as if she were our own.

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