Note to Self...
The hardest truth is you are you and your life is yours. It is you who is responsible for you and the several versions of your soul roaming around the modern world.
You are responsible for the way you carry yourself. How you cruise in between adversity and the ever magic small wins. You are your word and letting it remain reliable is wise and healing.
Remember how it feels to be let down? The pain of waiting on empty promises? This is how trauma turns into lessons. Into awareness. Into the betterment of you. Just don't open the door for bitterness.
It would be also great to always have in mind that the tongue weighs more than its usual weight. You are bound to watch it if you want to feed your love for peace.
Learn how to calm your angered deeps as that's where the courage to open your mouth at the wrong place or the wrong time comes from. It is said that a word can never be chased down by your already opened lips or the palm of your hands rushing to cage the damage it might leave on its path.
The hardest truth is that you only have you. There is no other soul out there willing to house yours. This body is all your conscious will know and that means you have to take care of it.
Feed it with good food and enough water. Exercise your bones so that they will let you walk to the horizon of your dusk in one piece. Soak them in warm water and re-energizing salts whenever you can.
Forget not to oil your skin or settle for ashy elbows and knees. The clay you are made from will always surface to expose your origins. Or wouldn't be something to wear a silklike touch?
Your mind feeds on what you allow to brush your aura. Sit only with aligning vitalities or else the misfit side of you will always be in play. The hardest truth is that you come to realise that no one is one if they took the time to seek out their tribe.
The where you belong.
It would be so easy to point it out as home is many things for many people but you got to find which home is a home you can call home. The first one is within yourself. Rebuild it every time you get a chance.
Is it here among the depths of diversified personalities? A place where words dance for my enchanted eyes day and night? Is it out there, where clusters of men are flocking city streets in search of food and better?
Every answer you crave for lays within. Your spirit will steer you where your light guides it. You may read to reassure yourself and you might listen to pouring advice but the hardest truth is that you must customize your decisions.
Happiness is tailored to go where it is sought. Joy can't find you playing lost in a jungle of gloominess. You need to let a genuine smile adorn your stiff face once in a while and watch zeal thaw your frozen core.
The bitter truth is that no one is coming to save you. People are their own heroes and in a world where comparing different characters is the way of life, understanding that you only got you is paramount. Everyone else is busy trying to scale the imaginary social ranks.
This does not mean asking for help from a place you have felt safe is unheard of. It certainly also doesn't translate to weakness. The courage to ask will always overshadow the shame it comes with.
Like they say, the hardest truth to learn is that no man is an island as much as we have ourselves chase independence our entirety.
This is my entry to this Abundance Tribe's BiWeekly Q... You are welcome to try it :)
wambuku w.
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