To hold my worth closer than ever.

To hold my worth closer than ever. 

To guard my oozing heart like the fiercest mama lioness. 

To stop walking around, blindly seeking approval until the day I die.

I don’t need approval. Or sequined bullsh*t. Or compliments. Or even love.  

I am love.

I am soul, the only approval I’ll ever need.

To hold my worth closer than ever.

To embrace my Self.

And offer as much heart and love to the world as I can. 

To offer fire and challenge and truth, too. 

But first, before anything---to offer it all to my Self. 

To offer it all to my Self daily. 

Every f*cking day. 

To dance a thousand dances

And rip away the veil of delusion and denial

And be

Oh yes,

To be. 

To be naked in the hot, writhing mouth of my wildest truths. 

And not be quiet at all. 

And sing my soul's song forever. 

To.

Be. 

Free.  

To ache for freedom.

And freedom, freedom opens its arms to me. 

I open my arms to my Self. 

To. 

Be.

Free. 

To know, unquestionably, that I am worthy. 

And not stand for anything less.

Ever.

At all. 

To hold my worth closer than ever. 

To sing my soul's song forever. 

And not stand for anything less

Than being whole. 

Deliciously, delightfully whole.

And not stand for anything less, 

Ever, 

At all. 

 

 

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