I am so much bigger than you give me space for. So much stronger and more resilient than you give me credit for. Let go of any grudge or resentments you might be holding. That may serve the mind, but does not protect me in any way. Much to the contrary, in fact.
I would like room to fully express my immense capacity to love, without limits. To play, and dip into magic. To return to my full innocence and trust. That’s what I was made for.
There is joy and beauty hidden in every moment, and I can show you where, if you slow down enough to listen. Do not hide me or chain me. I cannot be broken or misused. Those are just stories you tell yourself, which then seem like reality. In truth, all pain is in service to my growth and your evolution.
While your mind is grasping for the illusion of permanence and for false guarantees of safety, I am not scared of loss or grief, for I know that my sadness is commensurate to my capacity for love. I am big enough for all of it. And the more you orient towards gratitude, the more space I have.
Let me be in the driver’s seat for a while, so you can test the boundaries of how much joy you can let in. You might surprise yourself, and I promise you a lot of fun and play along the way.
© Jenny Brav
