How often do we let ourselves speak? Truly speak?
I don’t just mean having the courage to pipe up when we’re taking a stand for something or admitting an emotion.
I’m talking about letting our hearts talk to us without holding back. I mean conversing with the soul in a way that is free and open and attentive.
No holds barred. Anything and everything free to flow and emerge and just come out.
Out of the darkness stuffed with all our best ideas.
Out of the space chock-full with our desires and visions and abilities.
Out of the knowledge that we are bright enough to do whatever we want to do and we deserve to shine, goddammit.