Pain
When it comes to you it seethes right inside, deep, penetrating and constant..
What does it teach you?
Does everything need to teach you something?
Why can't I just be in pain and Let it be?
Why do we want to Fix things?
What's this obsessive, compulsive need to Fix, make right, be great all the time?
Perfection- a word that needn't exist, but yet so deeply ingrained in each of our souls. How do I undo this? Unlearn this word?
What would it be like, if this Word, this definition, this need of Perfection didn't exist..?
What if Pain could just stay as pleasure? And we celebrated that as a way of the universe telling us..slow down, breathe, rest, self love.. You can't give without self healing.. So take the time, and Heal.. Healing ourselves heals everything around us..
So Heal,
So Be,
So Let it Be
पूर्वा
19/06/2022
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Zanuh J
7 months ago
Beautiful words Poorva and so very true. Self healing and self love is so very important these days. Much love to you. ❤️🥰
Satyajeet Jadhav
7 months ago
Well said. “ slow down, breathe, rest, self love”
sanika joshi
7 months ago
Very well said! Loved the line "Does everything need to teach you something?"
manan dedhia
3 months ago
Badhiya!
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