Your conditioning is not a mistake. You don’t have to make up for ‘lost time’. You haven’t been forgotten by Life. Your love for Life is immense. Like a flower cracking through the pavement. Breathe that in. Your causeless joy. Trust that. You can be happy. You can live a life without the gloom veneer. It is your right. Why you were born into existence.
It’s important to validate that madness is madness. Not giving it your attention is an act of self-love. Self-preservation. Self-care. And is possible. False guilt and false shame have plagued you for long enough. To not trust in your inherent goodness. In your pure intentionality. In your simplicity and good heartedness. Beat up like a dog badly abused by its owners. Limping, distrusting.
The madness of not seeing the goodness in Life, let alone trusting it. The madness of creating problems out of thin air. The madness of living in the murk and fog of the gloom veneer. The madness of not prioritizing love. The madness of not recognizing loyalty, camaraderie, beauty, good fortune, preciousness.
You are radiant and gleaming. Your sovereignty is a birthright. Your equanimity – divine. You can trust yourself. Trust in your goodness. Trust in your beautiful self-expression. Trust in your genuineness. Trust that what you know is madness is in fact madness. No two ways about it. And what you do or did to survive that madness was absolute genius and absolutely necessary. An act of sovereignty.
To entertain madness is to drown in it. They were all mad. They are all mad. See how it feels to validate that part of you that always knew. Always felt and was made to doubt herself. Made to doubt all her divine qualities. Her love of beauty, her love of Life. Her devotion to Love. Her call to sanity. Love wins. Love always wins. Love is Real. Love is what calls you out of your slumber. Out of living life as an automaton.
Calls you, called you to something other. Something more. “There must be more to this Life”, it said. It whispered. It burned. It longed. “This can’t be it, this can’t be what this whole magical existence is for”, it prodded.
This call is divine. Your understanding of divinity has been plagued with falsities. False gods. False divinity. False devotion. False goodness. False righteousness. False priorities. False displays. False expressions. All of it corrupt. Rotten to the core. Empty words, empty actions, empty relating, empty promises. Because it doesn’t come from Love.
And Love – what you’ve stood up for without even knowing. Struggled for. Longed for. Called out others for because it’s missing from their empty shell lives. Because without it life is meaningless, void, corrupt, rotten, dead. That Love is divine. Love and truth are one and the same. Love cannot exist without Truth and Truth cannot exist without Love. And these are not abstractions. Love and Truth are not abstract.
Love and Truth are all there is. Truth is power, Love its perfume. That’s why anything the isn’t steeped in this is painful, awful, deadening. It’s no mistake. You haven’t ‘missed’ anything. Coming out of slumber, rising up from the dead is not something to sniff at. You are not forgotten by Life. Quite the opposite precious one.