After all the things that could have taken us down, here we are, still standing.

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Look at you, damn it.

Hell, Look at us.

After all the things that could have taken us down, here we are, still standing.

Still insisting on our own sovereignty, our own validity, the beauty of our journey.

No matter how many times we wander, charting our course back to ourselves without anyone else holding the map or helping with the compass.

Finding our way in the dark.

Navigating with the help of the moon and the stars and by our insistence on hearing our own wild heartbeat.

Honoring the wisdom, dancing in the in-between, resting in the silence and soaking in the light.

Make sure you stop today and breathe in your power.

Even on the days when you can’t see it, I promise you I can.

And it is—you are—glorious.

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