Take a deep breath.

This moment is yours.

This is naked on Kashmir.

We all wear masks, some with makeup, some with smiles, some with wives or husbands, cars

or clothes.

We hide from the world and from ourselves.

We hide from our truths behind our eyes,

running always from our real.

But somewhere there, where truth meets courage, we are waiting to be found, waiting

to stand to the world, masks down, and say loudly and boldly.

This is us. This is our truth this is everything real about me and when that day comes if it is true

we will begin our lives again the way they were intended when the world first saw our face.

Hi there, and happy Sunday. It's nice to have you here. The poem you just heard was a meaningful one for me, obviously. This week is all about being seen, being true to yourself, authenticity, and what happens when we're not, or when we don't let others be.

People often ask me, why don't you show your face? Why wear a mask? And the truth is,

if I'm honest, when I first started, I think I was shy. I was shy to be vulnerable or to write about vulnerable things

like love or heartbreak. So staying anonymous and wearing the mask has helped me write more honestly.

It's helped me to write what I feel and not what I think I should feel. And now, as things have grown,

and with so much attention in the world on fame and recognition,

I'd just prefer to send love from the shadows.

There's a beautiful quote by Alan Watts.

It says,

You don't need to do anything, because if you see yourself in the correct way,

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