To face oneself might be one of the most excruciating things one can do…
…and still there is no question in my heart.
We are brought up to put ourselves down. To shame ourselves for who we are, for our desires, our longings, our wounds, our needs.
We are brought up in an unnatural society and to start becoming natural again is not always easy. It is scary and painful, uncertain and many people around will not be able to understand.
But I am longing to come home.
I am longing for myself.
For my own being, my own love, my own light.