There is likely some place in your experience where the light of acceptance has not yet touched. A place where you at one time decided it was all too much.

This place holds the key.

The wrongness with which you regard it is precisely the source of your discontent and struggle.

You are okay.

Even the part of you which for whatever reason had to shut down access to your light and strength to survive.

It is okay.

Even when it seems like nothing will ever change.

We are okay.

Especially our floundering and maladaptive defence strategies.

There is always a way through.

The way doesn’t have regard for your preferences. The way goes where it may. No matter the day.

I am a humble servant of the force which animates me.

I am at its mercy, and thus it shall forever be.