The Love You Lost in the Yes
I want to write about the love you lost when you say no to yourself, and move without clarity.  How the void in your life can grow as you let each waking moment move as a pass to help others without serving yourself. To protect your peace means allowing, allowing yourself to trust in a path beyond your own sight and to truly navigate, you must breathe in solitude to feel the connection of being held.  

Held by the universe in a space of void, but trusting in a peace that encapsulates your very spirit.  That in this peace, love expands in such a way you feel and know with certainty the what you need to do.  There is no longer a teeter to please others, but an ignite to please yourself.  This void shuts down the chatter and brings forth the expansion you have been seeking.  The one that has left you.  Like the ones of the arms you once desired in place of this magnificent light.    

You are expansive and exactly where you need to be.  Even in the dimness, the chaos of your mind, the hustle and bustle of your life.  The exquisite intricacies are what has shaped you to light your path in such a way the darkness feels like an escape.  The cries to be understood, held and longed for confuse your state of being to one that feels isolated. 

Your isolation is not a curse. Protecting your peace is not a cure, but a way of being.  One in solitude you find the depths of initial brutality in pain but a syncronization to remembering who the fuck you are.  The one crudeness that tapers as you pull back the edges and find the sympathy of your pain and empathy to your losses. Its deep to your touch but soft to your essence and has been lost by your voice.

Recapturing this eloquence is beyond a sacred structure, its a calling.  One that has yearned for you. One that brings forth the very essence that will give you the very thing you want.  If this is where you are, you are who I built this for.  

The Sacred Code back home, to a place where you were soft in your essence, where your voice spoke without a shiver and you expanded and were held in your very essence.


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