Go Boldly

My love,
It's hard, I know.
It's hard to relax, to release, to relinquish control. It's hard to trust.
To trust that everything and everyone is ok.
Trust that you are ok. All of you. Even the parts you've previously rejected. 
The over-analyzer, the overthinker, the hider, the deny-er. Trust that the parts of yourself you once deemed not smart enough, strong enough, attractive enough, kind enough, wise enough, are worthy of being welcomed into the fold of acceptance.
Trust that the world has your back. Trust that with each step, with each breath, you are moving through an ever more profound manifestation of your best life. Trust that you can take risks, and be rewarded for it. Trust that every stumble, every fall, and every dark night of the soul has been worth it. Trust that it's all perfect. 
This is the magic of existence. 
This is the journey of humanness. 
To make the unknown, known. 
To meet uncertainty with trust.
To find inspiration in the darkness. 
To go boldly.
To feel deeply. 
To speak proudly, and to know without a shred of doubt that you are truly loved.
As you are.

-e