Be you.

A thief, with in you.

It takes the form of all kinds of guises.

It sneaks your words, talks them down.

Sabotages your thoughts, turns them to mush and tramples your worth.

Plants a weed, that doesn't belong. Slays your system.

Can't spray it, can't say it.

Don't feed it girl.

You gotta eradicate it. It's outta place, it will smother the indigenous parts of you.

Spread to your heart, make it not yours.

You gotta be you. Don't let those weeds control you.

Pull them out by the roots. Get on your boots.

Start stomping girl.

Be brave, have courage.

Walk, talk, speak, tell.

Say it all.

You pass this earth but once.

Be you. Be strong. Be real.

Create, make, explore, see.

Kick the bullshit to far off places. Don't let the crap fill you up.

Take off the plastic wraps. Let the real you radiate.

Be as bright as the stars on a crisp night.

Be still. Absorb all. Let silence in.

Be the unique you, it will be the most exquisite thing you will feel.

The thief has no place in your heart. Be you and it will not survive.

The real you is the worth of all.


So a couple of days ago I wrote that. Last week I wrote this.

Yesterday I watched this (below) on Eden's Blog. I have to share it. It cuts to what I know and believe. Eden share's from her gut. I love that.

What I have to Offer from Eliot Rausch on Vimeo.

It's all connected. It does not have to be the way of the world.
We are not powerless to change the way.
We make the way.