Coming out

When the time comes to break loose from the chains that have bound you, controlled you and consumed you, all you’ve ever known will no longer imprison you in the very thoughts that have weighed you down, closed off parts of you that you’ve long forgotten not because you wanted to but you chose to, you may have forgotten the very things that tore apart your innocence however sometimes it’s not about remembering but rather about accepting. the choice you made holds more weight than the event that caused the change. We live by free will and choice, you determine where you end up, not an action of someone else. How do you end up in those chains? Self pity, your actions and thoughts become your values and your destiny and its not in your destiny to live with pity, blame and playing victim. We all victims of “thought”, our thoughts as it sends the signal out to the universe that this is all we are prepared to accept and then complain that we have it bad, that things never go right, what we dont realise is just how powerful thought is, you “think”therefore you “are”.

Mistakes? How can there be such a thing? Truth is its just a softer more acceptable version of saying “bad choice” unless by the forced hand of someone else you were given choice, you chose wrong for your own needs its not a mistake. Its a result of an action a thought and the outcome? the very thing you gave out to the universe is enivetibly what it returned to you, consider it mild cases of karmic reaction. We were built with profound knowledge, we were built as beings of light with a deep sense of love, the kind of love you may never in your lifetime in this reality get to feel, we come here as empty vessels yet become sponges absorbing everything around us, even from the moment within the womb. People blame poor parenting as the starting blocks for the way they grew up, but how can we be so ignorant? The most amazing gift we are all given is free will, you are your own creator of your destiny, not the bad parents who raised you or the difficult situations you endured no bad experience should shape you into anything less than the best version of you,who loves on the deepest level, who believes that one act of kindness a simple smile and soft spoken words is all part of a higher level o f existence. We let the opinions of other or even money and vanity rule our lives yet we fail to see the real beauty, the real purpose of what and who we are, and thats just it, we have forgotten..not the important lessons we let go of but the purpose of our journey

Its not part of our plan to be anything less than at peace with who and what we are, it wasnt part of the plan to learn from past mistakes in order to grow because truth is we have always been grown. Our purpose was to remember our soul purpose, to see our own light and to live out all previous karma given in this lifetime from a previous life to balance out the wrongs done in those past lifetimes. Just like the caterpillar that transforms into beauty of its own which we call “the butterfly”we here to evolve in our real beauty of who we are and once we have learned this, spread our wings and fly off into the very place we long for. Forget about making changes in the world, change starts with you and just like anything contagious this change will spread through all. You come here to save your own soul first, once this task is complete many souls will be saved too. Forget the reflection in the mirror, whether the reflection is that of elegant beauty or perhaps that of flaws its merely just as useful as the clothing you wear, it only becomes what you call your ego.

The next time you lose yourself, look towards the sunset, close your eyes, breath and feel your connection to the very things put there to remind you of all you are, all you want to be and all you meant to be. You are not the name you carry, or the car you drive neither are you the title you hold. You are a beacon of light created with love and driven by free will, and the greatest yet also most difficult thing apart from free will given to us is time. Its the only thing that once lost can never be taken back, you can speak words with regret but take them back but time the most precious yet taken for granted privalege we can never take back. Our hourglass the sands of time once activated cannot be paused, when it expires so do we and its not about what we leave behind in this time of expiration that counts but rather what we take with us. This journey is not about leaving our mark behind its about our need to grow beyond this reality. Its our cycle of metamorphosis and just because you cant see your wings that doesnt mean you can’t soar, falling is part of building up the courage and hope needed to one day step off the edge of that high cliff knowing we will fly, if you step off to soon how can you expect to fly? It’s when you leave your ego behind when stepping off that cliff and not seeing your wings but believing they there that you will find yourself suddenly experiencing the freedom you have been seeking for so long, and when you find it you will finally know it has always been a part of you but you just needed to remember how to fly.

My Creed

Here I sit vigorously trying to escape from behind these crimson bars of doubt and shame

With yet another thought and looking for someone else to blame

Tears fall from my weeping eyes dropping to the dirty musky floor like acid rain

Hello? Can you hear me why don’t you answer and how can you not see my pain

The echoes of my call flow out me like sharpened daggers opening up the wounds I closed off and left untreated

The vibration of my trembles moves in synch with my beating heart dropping me to my knees suddenly im  feeling defeated

The silence suddenly has become louder, the echoes of its present throbbing in my head

Who is that? That familiar gentle voice inside of me? All this Confusion of what is being said

My hands grasping tightly to the bars that have imprisoned me, the essence of all I am trapped and deeply hidden alone in the darkness of the night

Through bleeding eyes of wounded tears I try see through the blur and distortions but nothing, not even the sign of hope or possible freedom is in sight

Nobody is hearing my cry nobody seems to care but wait hold on doesn’t seem like anyone is there, is this a delusion just my own creation of a prison created by unfounded fear

I know I removed the shackles from the chains that bound me they weighed  me and measured me I know they gone because I see them near

But yet the staggering pain has dug itself deep into the very wounds that have reappeared and opening up deeper and more prevalent forcing me to accept whats real

To break free means to pull apart the parts of me I tried to hide, the parts that became versions of stories that changed to fit in to something good to feel

To see the light I have to become the light, Embrace the pain and break the chains that I and I alone created as a shield of my own protection

To break free is to accept, to forgive and let go of all that was and all I believed it to be and to do so in a humble confession

Thought is our own worst enemy, it creates the actions that become the parts of us we no longer recognise, it reshapes us into beings of denial and shame

We walk around with wounds we think are deeply hidden yet when we come out we see just how much we had them exposed we gave them a name

That name became doubt, lack of self worth, courage and even stripped us of the freedom we meant to feel to fully complete our journey of self discovery in order to be fully freed

I am enough, the wounds do not shape me, the choices do not define me, I will rise to the beacon of my brightest light, I will be free I will succeed yes this is MY CREED