Oh, Child.
You are not just a child of God. You are the answer to aeons of prayer.
You were made this way before
breath brought you to life.
Spider woman and thread weavers
from realms you’ve not yet
met
answered the prayers of
Ancients
and made you.
Your normal is not theirs
Your normal leads the way
Your heart leads the way
for those in front of you
and those behind you.
Let the winds carry you and the songs come through.
False humility hides you but your truth will unbury you.
Breathe. Be. Be, child.
Be naked. Be seen. Be.
Angel wings, oxen strength, and the water will bear you home.
Breathe. Be. Be, child.
Blessed, Be.
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