This feeling of nausea and dizziness. The overwhelming notion that this is all so right, but I must be wrong. The gift was delivered to the wrong address. It’s not for me.
But then I was told a story in pictures, sounds, feelings, notions. I had visions of beauty that told me my truth. Thoughts and dreams that replaced my heart. I’ve always been strong, always been right… I’ve always known. Now, I’m allowing myself to fully realize.