Sometimes you are so conditioned that you are afraid of your own beauty
You don’t know what to do
because you are sure there is an ogre, a monster
If you learn to listen to yourself
You stop running away from yourself
You can discover that it was your compressed beauty, so vast that it could not express itself
It was that which you felt
That sense of weight, full of fog, indeed perhaps even dark and with a disturbing voice
It was a part of you doubled up.
No voracious monster, simply your voice seemed cavernous because compressed in a cramped space.
Are you laughing now?
laugh your laugh all the way
Enjoy your well-being and celebrate that rediscovered part of yourself.
Beautiful, finally enjoy the pleasure with all of yourself,
and you’re making love to you
And it’s sublime