Heightened senses,
my words, spill from the page,
in search of simplicity
to shake up
this reality,
to celebrate my existence
within this world,
my vulnerabilty on display
as I,
soften my stance
and allow my voice,
to usher me, towards my freedom.
I step off,
the chosen path, into the abyss.
Leaving the remnants of who I once was,
to explore,
this eternal dance.
To surrender, to the beauty of life.
Our fears hold us back and at times they can cripple us.
There are those, who profit from our fears. Who are masters in creating and spreading them.
Its big business these days, to have us living in Fear. Fear of one another, fear of our own bodies.
It's so much easier to get us to hand over our power, when we are consumed by fear. Because what could we possibly know, about right or wrong. How could we possibly know, what is good for our own bodies.
Life is so much easier, if we just let someone else tell us, what is right and what is wrong and how we should be taking care of ourselves.
They complicate our lives with expectations and we, with our increased feelings of low self worth. It's so much easier, because they can then tell us ways in which we can switch ourselves off.
"Just take these and you'll be fine".
Fine, when we switch off to life itself and live in the shadows.
But we are beings of light and we need to remember that.
We don't need to be governed by others. What we need is very simple and yet we continue to move further and further away from that.
Instead, I watch, as so many continue to step into a world of fear. Their, Tunnel vision, keeping them within the shadows.