There are moments that arise that I feel afraid, separated. I want to feel part of it all. I look around for comfort, and I see still moments, held by life and the last sun. Everything becomes hazy, like star dust.

I open my heart to all of it. The confusion, unknowingness and beauty. Life is never constant, forever changing. But love always stays the same. It’s always there, in the stars, the evening sky, in people that I don’t know walking by.

All of it, can be openings and doorways to amazing possibilities. Even the parts that hold us back, are lessons that will eventually set us free.

Xo

Stars shaped like diamonds. Scents of yesterday, lingering. I hold the magic close to me.

I used to feel afraid. Life was passing me by, and still I held on. Afraid that if I gave away all of me, their would be nothing left. That I would be too much, or not enough.

Then I remembered who I was, who I really was. And not just the me I could actually see, but the unseen part of me. My essence, my life force.

The calling came before I was born. The real part of me has always been here. Parts of me inside the ocean and inside every sky.

Life held on, and I never let go.

Xo

Freedom…

I transformed my pain into freedom. I picked myself up, along the pieces of me scattered all over the ground.

My pieces transformed into star dust, all over my skin. And every morning when we wake up, we get to be born all over again.

I kept on remembering what I already knew. That I was whole, and my pieces weren’t scattered everywhere.

Without realising I was holding onto guilt and shame, for something I never did. And now I have no more excuses to hold onto it.

I realised that freedom is inside of me, it never left me. I am freedom. A flicker of light, and the exact perfect concoction of sun and moon.

Xo

I’m standing on this bridge, in between two worlds. The same magic that is there in every moment, seen and unseen. I remind myself that what I’m feeling in that very moment, is not a reflection on what really is. I create dramas and worries that are only real because I make them so. That life paints a different picture. Life is always dancing and nothing can change that, even silence.

Every time I lay down my head, something pulls me further away. Like a magnet, charged by the shadows that are left behind. I cling on to them, ignoring the light that exists. And I become lost and disillusioned, by the tragedies from my past. But I know that I’m getting there, to the place that I have not known in a long time. In my heart I’m already there.

In this place, the stars shall be enough…

Xo