I see you...

a little Friday free flow from my heart and spirit to yours

I see the suffering in your eyes
and the way you create disguise,
as though it is not wise
to share with the world how you truly feel.

I see the madness in our minds
and all the ways it blinds,
a method of keeping us confined,
trapped instead of knowing what could be.

I feel the heartbeat in your chest,
and how you are trying your very best,
as it all feels like a test—
this is the very curriculum that gets us free.

I feel and see so many things, and the clearest to me is that we are hurting. The more we hide that hurt, the more we internalize and silence the truths of our stories—the emotions that live within those moments. The more we do this, the more ill, disconnected, and apathetic we become.

No judgment. No part of me shares this to perpetuate feelings of “bad” or “wrong.” Shame is not the name of this game—and I am not even playing a game. I’m following the nudges and callings of my own soul and heart, hoping to play my part in this world with love, intention, and integrity.

I share what I see as a way of letting you know: I see you. I try to be present to all that is present to me. I know the ways we hide, pretend, perform, and shape-shift at the door. I know how that added weight brought me to the place of wanting to hide in the first place. It’s a loop—one you don’t even know you’re in until something forces you to see.

For me, it was tragedy. Trauma. The shocks to my system changed every part of me. I could never be the same, and yet so much around me wanted me to remain unchanged. I had to decide—and get clear—on how I could possibly prioritize my own comfort over making those around me comfortable at my expense.

I had to see the hurt in me that was longing for tenderness, care, and truth. The more I recognized those spaces within myself and stayed with them in real time, the more I learned how to sit with discomfort and disconnection. Being with those harder and heavier feelings eventually led me to know freedom, spaciousness, and what it is to truly breathe.

These times remind me of how I felt after losing my folks, the work I saw I needed to do in the aftermath, and how those ripples continue outward even now. That gives me the courage and capacity to continue—to trust that I have all I need, in relationship and receptivity with you.

So I need you well. And I need to be well too. Which means we have to face the ways we are not. We have to acknowledge where we bypass and deny our own dignity, humanity, and care within—and get curious about why. Who actually benefits from that denial of our own love?

I encourage us to use this human experience—the curriculum of our soul’s growth and return to love—to confront the things we want to hide, the feelings we try to deny and dilute. Let us wake up to the wholeness of who we are.

Because I really believe that’s the way we begin to see—truly see—the wholeness of who we are to one another and what is needed as we move forward, even more diligent in the duty and discipline of what it takes to know our freedom in a fixed and want-to-be fascist world.

I see you.
I love you.
We deserve better.

I just want to feel it all,
reveal it all,
and heal it all with you.

Look around,
look within,
and remember:

You have an impact here.
We have an impact here.
Do not give up or in.

( I love you )

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