It is possible to live at the bottom..exist at basement level…waste a life holding onto fakery..projecting to the world what isn’t.
Fear and her lover Pride seek to keep us beaten down and stuck. Twisted ,contorted ,deformed and devoured by the lies they spin and we are burnt away to ashes in the inferno they create.
They lock us into cycles that do nothing but shackle us and snatch light from our days.
I guess to find a life again one must let go of everything you thought it would be and jump eyes wide open into the uncertainty of tomorrow.
It takes muscle to find courage and face fear head on.
Truth is strength, its kryptonite to pride.
Truth shatters pride crushing it till all that’s left is raw integrity lying amongst the dust.
It creates breathing room for new beginnings .
Honesty is owning mistakes..shouldering the weight and lifting it higher.
Forgiveness I’ve found holds keys to freedom… It gives a soul wings to soar.
Humility makes for lighter hearts..it climbs ladders that pride never could.
After all you cant remedy what you won’t acknowledge.
Can’t rebuild with broken glass…
I’m learning healing comes at dust level. When there’s nothing left to hold. Nothing to lose.
Ashes are where it’s at.
So in this upside-down existence, Im finding destruction is building.
Pain is the beginning of healings walk.
Dust and even scattered ashes are heaven blessed.
Divine love breathes hope into hopeless spaces.. and nothing is beyond mercies reach .
Honesty is everything. For there is nothing without her light.
…And in her glow we are found so beautifully broken that this bottom we have hit signals that the only way from here is up.