The part of you that knows:
I want to take a moment to lovingly honour and acknowledge the part of you that 'knows'.
This part of you that has known since forever. It has no rhyme or reason. It isn't rational. It can't be explained. It can't be convinced.
It has always been and will always be.
I know that as a child you knew things. You felt things before they happened. You got glimpses. Whispers.
Over time you forgot, or you gave up those knowings because it was so uncomfortable.
Knowing made you feel responsible.
It often bought with it rejection.
And then as you got older, you remembered. All. the. times.
Something hadn't 'felt' quite right.
An inner voice.
An unknown sensation that had 'warned' you.
A vague whisper
And then as you gently began to honour your truth. Your knowing.
It's big, and its powerful.
It feels like you returning home.
***There's nothing left but you and your knowing. ***
I'm here to greet you in that 'knowing'.
I know how it feels to know things before you are 'meant' to know them. I know how uncomfortable it is to voice a truth that no one wants to hear and for it be rejected. I know the pain and I know the loneliness. I also know the strength and the ferociousness it creates.
I stand with all of you who know things, even though you don't know how.