You only have one life. Your parents have theirs. Your siblings and partners. Yours is yours and can only be a part of theirs. They can only be a part of yours. Yet all is one. However you choose to relate with them I hope speaks to your innermost senses. I heard them say in the Bible that perfect love casts out fear. And Walt Whitman said dismiss whatever insults your soul. Nina Simone sang you’ve got to learn to leave the table when love’s no longer being served. You can always tell.
You have to get out of this world to live inside it. You have to travel. By mind, by body, by truth. Be an ever flowing river kissing the lands of strangers with your virtue to know what their life is like. Leave behind the chaff that makes you heavy. The finer your waters the clearer your heart.
Do you know how I know I am a beautiful creature? I dance to the rhythm of my soul. Been to many hells that now bow unto me. I created God and God created me. I turned my scars into stories then they became trophies. They’re the maps on my body, signs that I have lived, that things happened.