We are often taught not to be our own sovereigns – rather to be ruled over.

We are often taught not to be our own strengths – rather than to be governed.

We are often taught not to be our own people – rather than to be owned.

Surprisingly, our own natural immunity suffers.

We are often taught to run rather than root down with our effort.

We are often taught to hide rather than shoot out with out dreams.

We are often taught to hang back rather than create with our whole.

Surprisingly, our natural poise suffers.

We are often taught to ruin our own perfection rather than accept it and be honest.

We are often taught to shelter from emotion rather than accept it and play it out.

We are often taught to harness power from others rather than accept our own and skip with it.

Surprisingly, our natural intelligence suffers.

We are often taught to respond to drama as if it can wreck our sense of right or wrong – rather than be real in the moment.

We are often taught to reply to criticism as if it can wreck our opinion of who we are – rather than be real in our own eyes.

We are often taught to react to life as if it can wreck our judgement of what is, or isn’t, real – rather than relax into the moment and trust the truth that moves through us when we deem ourselves fit to be who we are.

Surprisingly, our natural simplicity suffers.

We are often taught to recoil at danger rather than spring into action from a solid centre.

We are often taught to rejoice once danger passes rather than be enthralled by it from beginning to end.

We are often taught to relive danger as though it may teach us how to be scared.

Surprisingly, some of us go mad.

I went mad.

I went crazy.

I got genius.

I felt bad.

I felt responsible.

I got intelligent.

I got into energy medicine.

I got into nosey and naughty.

I found love.

I used my senses.

I used my pain.

I discovered.

I have a gift.

I have natural ability.

I share it.

I have a dream.

I live it.

I have resources.

I open my life up to sharing them.

I have commitment.

I open my mind up for observation.

I have a childishness.

It asks for playmates.

I have a big job.

I have one moment to live.

I have a little effort to put in.

I put it into grounding.

I want to save the world.

I need to save myself.

I’m caught up in my own trip hazard.

I know it but can’t let go.

I’m fraught with how to end the pain.

I know all it takes is to poise.

I’m programmed to believe i have to do something.

Evidence suggests all i need do is breathe.

I’m targetting myself to be an amazing entrepeneur.

It won’t let me get well.

I’m venturing to be an incredible entertainer.

It promises to give me that edge.

I’m adventuring on as if life is real.

Scary as it is that’s more fun than running again.

It’s hard to be real when everyone around me is set on being fake.

Who can help me change?

“We can do it together”

You and i