"Begin to welcome back all you sent away."
I would say all we sent away and all we never knew was here.
I'm thinking of an oil painting overlaid with layer after layerof paint by others
who wanted us to be someone other than who we are.
The messages flood in from everywhere.
And we pick them up because that's what we do automatically
and we comply because that's what we do automatically.
Until we realize our truest self is buried beneath layers of someone else's paint.
We are seeking the one who lies beneath.
kastilwell
It's beginning to seem to me is this is what our primary journey IS: not what we do, but who we know ourselves to be.
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