08/11/2026
We came into this world, and somehow along the way parts of ourselves started to take shape from the world around us. Dreams put on a shelf, words unspoken, adventures never taken, lives half lived, hearts never fully opened.
It has brought me great pain living in a world shaped by misjudgements, projections, assumptions, presumptions and narratives. A cruel world that never felt real, but somehow still found a way to anchor you in. Actions made from fear, distortions of the mind, stories mistaken for truth, plaguing the very essence of our humanity.
The world my heart knows to be true is full of colour, vision, truth, courage and curiosity. A world of spirit and wonder. A world I am in awe of, filled with hearts fully open, receptive and awakened through the beautiful, raw and messy lived experiences of being human.
A simple life, where beauty is reclaimed in every shadow and texture, every reflection, shade and colour. A world filled with life.
It pained me for a long time that “we” weren’t there yet. That perhaps this was a fantasy I had, or a dream that may never land. I wanted nothing more than to show people the way, but I mistook the path this meant for a long time.
You don’t show people the way.
You create it from within and let the world follow. You lead through being it.
Don’t be afraid to be alone in the landscape of an open heart. Its power will surprise you. Let the darkness pull you in, and through the gates on the other side. Let the pain crack you open until fear becomes a distant, faded memory. Let the rage burn until the coals warm your hands with light.
Stay a little while longer. Pause. Breathe. Notice. Close your eyes and let the rays of the sun shine down on you. Find your step. You know the way.
Xx Whit