Today is a day for the unstoppable. The part of you that will never give up. Patient beyond measures. So patient, it will watch you go through life after life. Birth after birth. Death after death. Gracefully waiting, it never gives up because there is nothing to give up. You can not give up yourself. You can think you can, you can even believe you can, but you can not give up yourself. The part of you that is you is waiting to come alive. It is unstoppable and it will come alive. It is simply a question of when. Without judgement. Sooner is not better than later. You will come alive. You will experience the full experience of being you. In a way, you already are. And yet, a smaller part of you holds on so hard, defending its position as your whole and only reality. It is fine. Mine does, too. It is a beautiful, loveable part of us that makes us human. Trying to understand it is fine. Trying to change it and mend it and break out of it is fine. Trying to find peace with it is also fine. At the same time, the unstoppable part of you that never gives up is still here. It looks at you with curious eyes, with eyes filled of the very love you have spent lifetimes chasing. It looks at you. At you. And in the moment you start looking back, everything changes.
This is a calling to slow down and listen. To take a deep breath and explore our personal connection with Mother Earth. The feminine and masculine, the beautiful and dirty, the real, the messy, the sacred. Once it was natural. Today it feels crucial.
For the next 100 Days I will write a book to the Earth. For the Earth. With the Earth. The book, and the journey, is also to you. For you. And with you. Together, we are everything.
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