Today, Unleave a Wake.

Life is kind.

Though we are strangers, we are kindred in spirit.

There is no difference between us.

We are the same.

We are here in the name of our hearts, in the name of opening, in the name of unstitching

what has over time grown closed within.

We are each here in the name of reuniting with our soft centers.

It is the place we are most alive, most accepted, most whole.

It is where we seek refuge from the weight of the world.

The quiet piece of grass we can come to sit with our godliness.

We are all here in this space, learning to heal what was accidentally scarred and broken.

And we are here in some sense, whether aware of or not to say, I know, I understand,

through all that rattles relentlessly in our inner quarries.

I know this life is not always easy.

I know it comes with a tremendous amount of betrayal and hardship and misunderstanding

of spirit and self.

I know when you are most soft and in need of being held and understood, you perhaps

were not, that when you were most soft and vulnerable, your heart was maybe hurt instead

of health.

We all carry the same scars, nodded over the soft animals, hidden in the core of our

inner most self.

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