Allow yourself to feel your feelings.

Allow yourself to sort your thoughts.

Allow yourself to deeply breathe.

Allow yourself to mourn the loss.

Allow yourself to feel the anger.

Allow yourself to cry the tears.

Allow yourself to breathe even deeper.

Allow yourself to yell and scream.

Allow yourself to be a mess.

Allow yourself time to grieve.

Allow yourself space to rest.

Allow yourself what you need.

Allow yourself room to heal.

Allow yourself to rebuild your strength.

Allow yourself to believe in the good.

Allow yourself to hope again.

What are we doing?

I wish everyone could walk around every day knowing that they are loved. How would the world be different if everyone knew and believed and felt that they were loved? On a daily basis?

I wish I had known, believed and felt I was loved on a daily basis, but I did not. I lived in the dark. It was a terrible place to be and by hanging on to a glimmer of truth, I began to slowly edge my way out.