In you, I have placed a seed.
A seed of love, of life, of me.
When you strip away the false.
The pain, the insecurities, the masks, the ideas you hide behind, the projections of others, and the protections you build to survive.
Within all of that, there is still the seed. The seed of me.
The more you let your own truth out, your quirks, your uniqueness, your sacred oddities.
The more true to yourself you are, the more of me is revealed.
That which has been stripped away makes space for more light to enter.
What’s been broken down becomes soil for beauty to grow.
The stones that once felt heavy now soften the ground.
The storms give strength to roots, teaching the seed to rise, to break through what seems solid as though through concrete, and to grow, to live, to dance in the wind.
To revive, to give, to share its fruit with the world.
The richness of me is seen through the less of what you thought was you, and in that surrender, the seed of my life is revealed.
– Todd
