I love your heart.Your passion and power is absolutely stunning.There are few in the world that have the raw energy to move things forward like you.No one fights for and protects friends and loved ones as fiercely as you.Being an eight, you don’t mind wading into hip-deep shit to pull someone else out of the quagmire they are stuck in.Maybe most of all, you are a warrior for truth and justice.The fiery energy of life churns and rumbles just under the surface ready to consume anything that gets in your way. Even if you are the only one standing, nothing will knock you down or convince you to concede.You are the last one holding the battle lines, sword in hand,battle cry reverberating through the air.
I turn to you when I am most afraid and feeling lost or weak.There is no one I would rather have in the foxhole next to me in the battle for my heart.Your fearless attitude towards conflict and what seems insurmountable inspires me to action.You lead me and call out the best in me.When you are at your best, I can tangibly feel your good heart and intention towards me.There are not a lot of places in the world I feel this safe.And in the quiet moments you intuit and take care of needs and even heal with your kind intentionality.
My hope for you, my dear friend, is that you learn that you don’t have to be strong in every moment.There are those who can handle your strength, and more importantly, can handle and love you in your weakness. Allow yourself to be coaxed out of hiding and led by the hand by those trusted few.
You were a sweet little child that grew up too quick.You were the only one around who was willing to pick up the sword and swing it.No one was there to protect you or teach you how to wield your magnificent power.Untrained, you wounded yourself and others.The crushing weight of lonely power only led to more bloodshed.Now, like a cornered, wounded animal, you would bleed to death and take as many others with you before you’d allow anyone close enough to untangle you’re bonds.
Sweet child, when will you surrender?When will you pause long enough to heal?When will you trust enough to let someone in to the deepest places?Vulnerability and emotion are not weakness, they are the path to your healing and freedom.So STOP strategizing your defense against the possible pain of allowing yourself to be loved.Together, we can courageously face your greatest fears.You are not alone anymore.