For every wound that you carry, there is a healing that awaits your reception.
It is such futility, our human attempts to recreate that which can only be found in the Divine. It is our divinity that is the element we seek, the missing ingredient. Without it, everything is merely a shell, an empty container, a shadow of it’s former self.
When aware and aligned with the Divine, there is no more need to try. We simply are, and everything is as it is, as it always was, and shall forever be.
Stand down. Stop striving. For a moment, simply turn your gaze inward. Ask your Self to show you your Divinity in the only place it will ever be. Within you.
Don’t be disheartened if at first you don’t succeed. You have denied your Truth for a very long time. Seek in earnest, within yourself, again and again. With each attempt, you remove a shovelful of the dross, beneath which your Divinity lies.
You cannot help but find it. Your Divinity is inescapable.