On true freedom

Until you are at peace with your whole self, you will not be free.⁣
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Until you are at peace with the darkness, you will not be free.⁣
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Until you are at peace with the void, you will not be free.⁣
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Until you are at peace with solitude, you will not be free.⁣
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Until you are at peace with the ache in your heart, you will not be free.⁣
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Until you are free you will try to ignore, numb, and anaesthetise the discomfort.⁣
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You will try to run, run, run away from it, only to keep running straight into it.⁣
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All your decisions will come as a reaction, a grasping for an escape. ⁣
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You will attempt to fill in the silence, fill in the space, fill in the time.⁣
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You will reach for lovers, relationships, noise, social media, sugar… desperately seeking relief, only to feed the relentless emptiness in your belly. ⁣
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The harder you try to escape, the tighter the grip will become. ⁣
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The darkness, the void, the solitude, and the ache are not problems to be solved. ⁣

They are territories to be explored, and befriended.⁣

Spaces to humbly surrender into: hands in the air, head bowing, knees on the floor.⁣
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And if grace will have it, you might find yourself softening all the way back home.