Mystical Creation

Once upon a time

There was a woman in pain,

Waiting for a brave Prince

To ride into the forest of her mind,

Slay her demons,

rescue her from this awful place

and remind her of her freedom.

But for some reason

her brave Prince never came.

Maybe he saw the dark forest

and countless demons

and immediately ran away.

But this somehow was a blessing

and a very tough lesson

for the woman to face.

So she stood up and knew

what she had to do,

She had to rid her mind

of that which was untrue.

She was not a lost woman in pain,

She was a Goddess with amnesia,

that had forgotten her own name.

Then she realized there was never

a forest she needed to escape

or demons that needed to be slain.

Only spaces within herself that longed

to be loved and embraced.

@artaughtme

It took me awhile to realize my purpose Sometimes my mind is clouded with what I should’ve could’ve would’ve been Instead of valuing and appreciating what I am.

A beam of light, untouchable unstoppable Only if I believe it No one is going to believe in my powers if I don’t embody and embrace.

Apart of me wanted to be like everyone else because I didn’t fit in I wanted to feel safe in this world.

I wanted to feel like I belonged here There were times where I wondered what it would be like if I wasn’t here But that was my own selfishness I needed time and space to myself to really transition into what God created me to be.

The moment I felt uncomfortable in this world I knew I was getting closer to enlightenment.

Your comfort zone will kill you and I’ve died plenty of times before just to stand tall and remember my truth; Remember my worth Remember my calling It has been here since birth.

I’m ready for my renewal I’m ready to belong But not to anyone else I owe it all to myself.

Every challenge has turned into a lesson, disguised as a blessing.

I ran from problems because I was afraid of growth, afraid of my own success.

My trials transitioned me into a warrior as much as I complained and felt victimized to the idea that I’ll forever be a worrier.

Today I own myself, trust myself and most importantly I am thankful for my gifts of vulnerability and sensitivity.

My life purpose is to reconcile my high ideals with practical reality to accept , the world, and the present moment by embracing the perfection of all the apparent imperfection.

“When each person gives their own unique gift to the world, the entire fabric of the planet is strengthened and enriched.

For part of your purpose is to share what you’ve learned with others.

You align yourself with the heartbeat of the earth.”