I owed myself

I owe myself an apology

For all of the times

I tore myself apart.

When I neglected my own needs

Lowered my standards

Berated myself

And put myself down.

For the self-sabotage

I continually inflicted upon myself

And the times when I apologised

For being who I was

And expressing myself authentically.

And I owe myself

The permission to start anew.

To forgive myself

For the battles I fought

That weren’t mine to fight

For all of the love

That I failed to give myself

And for the times when I failed to realise

That rather than being broken

I was worthy of value, respect 

And beautiful, brilliant things in life

And how I treated myself

Dictated how others would view me

And in turn, behave towards me

So by showering myself

With love, kindness, forgiveness and respect

In turn, I could pave the way

For others to do the same.

Tahlia Hunter

www.raisingvibrations.com.au

Forbidden Rumi

Before I ended up in this dungeon of the world,
I was with you all the time.
How I wish I’d never fallen into
this earthly trap.

I kept telling you over and over again:
“I’m perfectly happy here.
I don’t want to go anywhere.
To travel from this exaltation down to earth
is just too difficult a journey.”

You sent me anyway:
“Go, don’t be scared.
No harm will come to you.
I will always be with you.”

You persuaded me by saying:
“If you go, you’ll gain new experiences.
You’ll progress on your path.
You’ll be far more mature
when you come back home.”

I replied: “O Essence of Knowledge,
What good is all this learning and information without you?
Who could leave you for knowledge,
unless he has no knowledge of you?”

When I drink wine from your hand,
I haven’t a care in the world.
I become drunk and happy.
I couldn’t care less about gain or loss,
or people’s good or bad features.

Forbidden Rumi

Romantic Encounter c1864
Mihaly von Zichy