11/01/2026
Some of us wake warm to the good in us and others wake up and keep the evil at bay.
Im always speaking of the fluffy, beautiful moments of stillness and peace. The quiet reflection, but to not mention the wars we have go through to find the space for stillness should not be untold. You may still be at war, or quietly fighting battles with the lower self. The shadow work, the stripping of old ways, the removing of what no longer serves. The pulls of hedonism, lust, greed, indulgence, anger, passion and ignorance but there is beauty in those battle. In carving out of the marble, one hammer at a time, the goodness within.
No one talks of honour anymore, no one talks of valour and heroic acts but plenty of wars are won everyday that only your soul solicits in silence.
I’ve been there, I’m still fighting some worthwhile wars. Fighting the beautiful fight. Because no one has been crueler to you, than you… and yet you still fight on.
I love that about you, yes you.
Nothing is quite as powerful as the indomitable human spirit.
‘One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.’ ~ Sigmund Freud
Big love, my friend 💚