I Carry the Sword of Truth

Today, I commit to myself.

I commit to my own mothering, my own nurturing, my own transformation, and my own infinite wisdom.

Not the wisdom of a fearful ego, but the wisdom of truth and love.  

I take a torch to all that no longer serves me and release my regrets of the past, for my legacy is greatness.

I am no one’s martyr, no one’s sacrifice, and no one’s bloody lamb. I am a BEing of infinite power, passion, and purpose.

I am the embodiment of courage, as I am led by the fierce mother.

I accept my flaws and my infinite potential for greatness, for my path has many flaws, but my destination is greatness.

At this moment, I am walking the path and I have also arrived.

I am BEcoming and I have also BEcome.

I bandage the wounds of a war-torn heart, offering gratitude that I am battletested and have been forged by the fires of transformation.

What a beautiful journey of wisdom and courage. To deny this truth would be to deny myself.

I sit sovereign on this throne only because I have been scorched by the rising flames that turned cinder into the weight of my crown.

Bloodshed and years of self-betrayal flowing crimson into the flames that now feed my soul.

I no longer seep lifeblood from self-inflicted wounds, for I have lovingly held a flaming blade to cauterize each one.

The crimson now burns within me from a heart on fire; a fierce force that admires the scars of my soul.

Beautiful, shining, zig-zag patterns of courage and reclaiming of power.

I thank fear and uncertainty for allowing me to pick up the sword of courage and fire.

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