I was just thinking about my parents. Kinda lost in thoughts a bit. Focusing on my breath, Grateful to be alive.
And it made me realise, how all of us are not completely "just one thing."
We are made of water and air. We are both our mother and father. ( You like it, or not. )
We are both, the first person we loved and the last person we gave upon. We are both our dreams and our nightmares. We are both our strengths and our insecurities. We are both our courage, and our silent fears. We are both understanding, also a mess to handle. We are both who we want to be, and who we get to be. And it's completely okay! To not be one thing.
I believe, we all are dual natured that way.
How we yearn for love, but also for our own space.
How we say, "I'm okie" but also wish for "No, you are not" in response.
How we say, "okie, bye!" and silently expect the other person
to be a little more patient and hold on.
The point is, why are we so comfortable
with showcasing our strengths,
while, afraid of being vulnerable. It's okie.
So, the next time you feel a certain way.
Forget not, I'm still here, holding on.
Smile! :)
This is a safe space.💜
Love. Light. Abundance. 🤗
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