Shifting Slowly

What if we were able to be exactly what we felt all the time? 

Without fear of judgement;  who’s watching, who’s got something to say?

If we could be our truest selves without boundaries or defaulting to the selves we were told to be.

If we could be allowed to feel all our feelings. 

Our downs and our ups, without fear.

What if we were capable of living without all this fear? 

Why do we live with so much fear? 

Always trying to put on a show. A sort of façade? Why? Just why?

All these things we were told to be, behave like, believe in. 

What if from the time our chests beat freely from the outside of our mothers womb we were immediately able to just be? 

Not instilled or taught default ways of toxic cycles?

What if from the very beginning we were ourselves? 

Taking in only what we liked or what we enjoyed?

Don’t instill in me your views. 

Instead, tell me how to dream. How to listen. How to speak up. How to lean in to my feelings. How to feel them. 

Tell me how fear is a part of exploring what’s meant for me.

Instill in me the values of being human; love without conditions.

Accept all of humanity as they are; learning and still learning. 

Educate me on the foundations of life; we are life meant to experience it in all its ebbs and flows.