Before death is eternity. After death is eternity. There is no death, only eternity.
Saul Williams
For far too long I have felt like a shell of my former self. Pain, loss, regret, survivors guilt. All leading towards an inability to community effectively.
I’ve always vacillated being over ally talkative and reclusive quietness. I’ve learned that I’m equally introverted and extroverted. That a cool to know.
I realize that the shell I’ve mentioned being is not detrimental to my existence. The shell I am of who I was is not me losing strength. The shell I am of who I was is not a punishment or purgatory.
This shell I am is signal. It might just be the best parts of me growing into something more if I allow it. if I am able to trust myself and separate from the pieces of my ego that do not serve me where I’m headed.
Ooomph, now that’s a morning awakening
Peace.
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