Finding one’s magic is sometimes like finding a needle in a haystack. Until you realise that all of it is you. And you are already magical.
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Finding one’s magic is sometimes like finding a needle in a haystack. Until you realise that all of it is you. And you are already magical.
When I have been still in the last couple of weeks, I've never heard the thoughts, ideas and questions louder. I have never been more curious about what could be next and felt more ambitious to reveal more of my truth in this universe.
I don't read poetry to understand. I read it to feel.
Better: A different version of what "success" could look like.
Where I am today, I'd very much like to avoid that sensation of feeling I have to persist and persevere with something that isn't enjoyable, isn't working and likely making me unhealthy.