In the Most Vulnerable States

There is something beautiful

| My truth stands naked and alone |

The familiar forces that dominated me for so long have been severed. Nothing is ever going to be the same again, because I have made the decision time and time again to choose change.

I cannot turn back. Nor do I want to.

I have chosen painful revelations over comfort. Truth over lies. To invest in my growth above the comforting consistency of an old narrative stuck on repeat.

It is so easy to allow oneself to be lulled back to sleep.

Along the way, I have felt terrified by the choices I have committed to. Like a fool, I have felt that last-minute rising of anxiety and fear that warns “You are under threat, how will you survive if you don’t conform?”

I’ve had to throw those internal monologues out the window, and when I couldn’t I’ve had to understand that they hold very little truth and weight. Don’t let them rule your life, I remind myself.

I’ve learned to delve deeper to discover truths. To discern between what I thought to be true and what I know and feel to be true.

My truth stands naked and alone In the darkness.

In the depth of darkness, fireflies appear. Fellow souls daring to stand naked and alone in their truths. They give me hope, strength and faith. They urge me to keep going, support me to make the small changes and persevere.

When I set out on the journey to discover my truths, I didn’t expect the lows would be quite so low and the highs would be so high.

I didn’t realise I was on the path to learning about deep love and connection.

I didn’t realize how much I was committing myself to live life as an experiment. To simply try doing things differently, seeing things from a broader perspective and cutting through my own petty limitations.

Some days it doesn’t make sense how hard this feels, but then I remind myself anyone doing this work, is doing the work that has been long neglected by many for eternities.

Those of us who are sensitive, intuitive and empathetic, have raged at injustices all our lives, have cried deep grief that didn’t even feel like it was ours. We have shared the pain of many and harboured the energies of many of those who denied their own pains.

I never would’ve expected standing naked and alone would be the entryway into such a depth of connection with others. I never could’ve guessed how I would’ve felt the least alone I ever have in my life.

My truth stands naked and alone. But with me fly the powerful rebels of this world, the fellow caring souls who dare stand naked and alone in their truths too.

I’ll never be alone now, because in the darkness there is always love and light.

Thanks for reading ❤

Thank you to Diana C. for all your powerful inspiring prompts and for being a bright firefly for so many of us ❤!