Healing with Harmony
"Half of me is beautiful, but you were never sure which half.”
I have always resonated with wild mustangs. Wild mustangs are not domestic horses. The mustang is meant to run fiercely, live free, discover and to simply be. It was never meant to be caught, put in a pen and saddled. Much like great battle ships give us awe & pause when we see them moored in a harbor. But these great ships were not meant to only inspire us and sit anchored, they were meant to fight.
Who are you? What are you? What is the great story of your life? Where are you being held and only looked upon? When people are kind enough to tell me I’m beautiful, I often wonder do they even know which half of me they see? Do they know what about me makes me “beautiful” to them?
The only way to be seen for who we really are is to be willing to stand and show our soul to the world.
The radiance of our soul ignites sparks, it sends up flares, handled properly it allows others to create the fire within them too. To be willing to bear our soul — that takes love and bravery.
We are born free with hearts that know the path to courage. The divine buried like a hidden treasure within our very hungry souls. What happens to our intuition? What slave master is so fearful we huddle within ourselves silently hoping to not be found?
