When will you reclaim who you are?

I am a writer who writes. Who are you who who’s? It’s taken me a long time to figure that out, it’s taken even longer to claim and reclaim and reclaim who I really am.

It’s what you say to yourself when the doors are closed and you are deep within yourself. Not needing to prove anything to no one. You sit blankly, looking inward into the abyss of your soul, sitting somewhere in your chest you feel yourself pulsing and it comes to you.

It’s a whisper.

It’s a nudge.

It’s a what if?

It’s a feeling of I am made for more than this, and this is what it is…

It will come.

The only thing you have to do with it, is claim it.

Now is your time. The next now is also your time. This is a gift, you hold. Your special gift to alter the world around you. It is sitting there inside of yourself the question is when will you choose to feel ready release it out into the world?