Anyone who could ever see you as an inconvenience is so far below your pay grade. They are so far below you and I that we can barely see them. It is emotional ants vs. emotional giants. You're a giant. Own that and stand tall. No more slouching or self pity. Shoulders back, big strides, confidence please.
Tell me I’m pretty,
Tell me I’m kind,
Tell me I have a core,
Created in heaven’s furnace,
That it is a love,
Stronger than iron,
That the evil side,
Can never steal,
And I will be every hero,
You could ever ask for,
Because you told me,
I am.
Found in Nexus; A Treatise in Defence of Love as Mankind's Answer, authored by .
These brick walls have been my cocoon for the years I needed their sanctuary, and I thank them. My eyes wander their rugged clay surface, their rosy colour bright yet earthen. My hands feel the warmth of sun, imparted to them yet given back with a steady determination. My heart wishes to stay and leave, yet duty calls. For once the healing is done, it is time for confidence, time to fight for others as you wished others would have fought for you.
I'm good, I am, I feel it right into my bones that I've got more than it takes to make it. The reason I don't go for it is that the people running the show right now are so very stupid. If I get there, if I do this, will they have the good sense to listen or will they fail to fight their feelings of envy and fear? The truth is, high intelligence is so welcome at first, when folks see the great advantage to being given answers they otherwise have to work for; everyone enjoys a gift. But what then of the jealous hearts and the power mongers, what of them? What when the gifts are received and they want the "podium" all to themselves? I can rock this, I can take it home and then some... but you need a bit more self control and then maybe I'll do it. Because I'm gonna need sometime to fix this mess, not an all access pass for a weekend, month or even a year... you're gonna need me as long as I live and that's a fact. So, yeah, I'm confident in me, I suppose what I am saying is... I need to be confident in you.
When you resonate your mind with your soul, you will learn to live through a love that is so honest it is raw. In the beginning you will be as a child in the wintry wind, pulling clothes around tight, seeking shelter; yet hold on. For in time you will be as the child in the most ambient of gardens, enchanted by the blooms, laughing with a joy that leaps and twirls. So be brave and grow big, grow strong by having faith in your own heart to be your guide. And, love, should you ever need a light and there are none, you can be your own; flood your system with the love that runs in your veins and let it shine bright.
This is the confidence of the phoenix, of one who has suffered into ash, reborn in the flames of hot pain and commanded to sing. This is confidence hard-won yet deep, anchored in the true self that is always safe at our core. It is that which grows in within, purging that which was born of fear, clearing the way for love to grow, to take up every aspect who I am. And in this rawness, in this absolute vulnerability I am confident... because in these words you will never find me... only you... for we are truly one.
In the moments before the transitions, before the stage and spotlights, I felt as if I were back in my grandmother's garden, blessed by dappled light. For then there is the comfort of the shade and the invite of the warm rays. In that moment there is a sense of choice even through you realise you will go on. That is the show. That is what we do.
The master learner attains the high levels of mastery because they are humble enough within to learn. Thus masters are humble of spirit. Yet, student, they are the boss of you because they are the master! Confidence is not ego. Earned skill is not ego. Being of greater ability is not ego. Assuming you can become a master in such short time is ego. Become an apprentice so that one day your master will be proud that you exceeded them. That is what real mastery is.
Come bonny lass,
Come idle hands,
Come sunny smile,
Come cheeky style,
For what you are,
For how you love,
Is greater blessing than this bold heart,
Ever would dare ask to behold,
Yet grown in confidence,
Hear you are,
Here you are.