gifts rise
as identities fall aside
releasing: I am this I am that
I'm not this I'm not that
freedom to honor ones truth becomes available
perhaps any struggle is between the dance of who we think we are
and
the expansive possibilities of who we actually are
to pretend that life is contained
and predictable
is a shame
migrate towards vast potential
find that
step after step on your path
ignites deep inspiration guided by your soul
~
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