I am learning that my personal space is very important if not mandatory.
Often times we get caught up in the crowd and find ourselves losing touch with who we are. So you step outside the crowd and find your true self...work on finding what makes you you, your intricacies and all the gold that makes you glitter.
I have found me in the pages of books, in solitude,in silent nights where only me and my true intricacies meet.
I have loved me, I have faulted myself. I have cried and I have broken all the walls of strong and built them back and yes, In silence I put myself back together.
I learned the beauty of being alone, the beauty of following your song and of singing that song. In the busy of being who we adore or who we are not, there is a true us that springs from falling away from the cut out path.
I am learning what growing really looks like, appreciating how different people’s journeys are and how unique everyone story is, yet I also acknowledge that the story of self, is one to be ventured into and told.
Tell your stroy so that you might find your face, Tell it so that you can face those hard to indulge emotions. Face your truths and wear them like war masks, for the battle to find self is worth it.
In my silence, I learned that; I was resilient in my love, strong in my afflictions...sometimes too strong, exhaustive in my emotions, I learned to live all the emotions as they come, no bottling. And most of all, I learned to love me...more fiercely. In those alone moments I learned that I am enough maybe more resoundingly more than enough.
I learned to trust my gut even when U might make mistakes, they are lessons I am willing to learn. I learned to let my light shine, there is always someone in the dark. I learned to be me...unapologetically.
I hope you find you,
I hope you love you,
And I hope you overflow, for others to bequeath your love too.
