Seeker

Cease your seeking, Beloved. 
Lay down your instruments of articulation. 
The goal lies within your chest.
A breath away. 
Patiently, persistently beating out the rhythm of the Cosmos.
Your Sacred Heart holds every aspiration ever striven for.

This world is not a battlefield. 
Your body is not a battering ram.

Take a moment to let that sink in.

There is no amount of tireless struggle or pressure which could ever successfully move you through the creative process. 
There is nothing wrong with you.
It's just that pushing against the flow is counterproductive. 
Choose to see peace in your world, and there is nothing external that can possibly dissuade you. 
The wellspring is within you.

Infinitely deserving, yet free of expectation.

Your journey is your destination. 
Your medicine asks no explanation. 
You are magic, pure and true. 
You are divine. ...and divinity has nothing to prove.

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