What a thing to be bare; raw and open in wild surrender even amidst the tide of rising fear.
To stand in that place of truth with panic mounting all around, yet reaching still for the freedom that only this place of realness can bring.
Oh, what is there to fear?
Besides the judgement that is assumed to be earned, when we become free from the masks and step into authenticity.
Attention unwanted in it’s abrasiveness, assumed that it is warranted solely in the exposing of one’s truth.
And yet not for anyone else this unfolds, not meant for any soul save the one that bares it.
You would not judge the sun in the sky for shining, nor the birds for singing in the trees.
Let us not judge for judgement sake to conceal the rising jealousy within our souls when we ourselves feel lost on our own seas.
Envy will not feed our own souls any nourishment.
Each of us on separate path move about this world.
Our threads are meant to be complementary not exact.
How else would our vivid colors stand out against one another woven on the tapestry of life?
What a deep dive it is into the depths of one’s own heart.
Whether by willing descent or stumbled fall this dismount needs no jury.
Bared before the world, it simply needs to be.
© C. Ara Campbell
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