It takes time,
to feel,
be,
surrender.
It takes courage, balls, gumption:
to sit in the shit.
It is all very well,
to talk about it:
Alchemy.
It is another thing entirely:
to know what this means.
It means: being.
Feeling.
Paining.
Not fighting.
No.
No fighting.
Think about that.
It requires stillness:
in pain.
Presence:
in misery.
You go through it:
not over it.
Not under it.
And definitely:
not around it.
The misery of presence.
Is a fucking bitch.
But we gotta do it:
if we want to heal it.
Oh… wait…
my ego needs to give you good news:
once you have done this:
the next challenge will come,
and you have to do it again.
What do you mean ‘that isn’t good news!’
The next time it comes,
the next time after that,
and the time after that…
you will still be here.
That’s the good news.
Yep.
Great news.
Think about all of those who didn’t make it:
but you did make it.
Why?
Because you are you: friend.
and I love that about you.
In Love,
Matt xx
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