You don’t need to become.
You don’t need to improve.
You don’t need to fix yourself.
You were not born to chase the image of yourself they handed you.
You were born to remember.
Remember what?
That you already are what you seek.
That you are whole,even if they split you.
That you are light,even if they dimmed you.
That you are power,even if they called you fragile.
It’s not your fault you forgot.
It’s not weakness.
They loaded you with roles, fears, and molds.
They gave you distorted mirrors and told you:
“Look, this is who you are.”
But you're not there.
You are in the heartbeat you silenced,
In the gaze you lowered.
In the flame you kept small so you wouldn’t burn those around you.
Enough now.
It’s time to rise.
Not against the world,
but for yourself.
It’s time to walk tall,
to let the masks fall,
to return to the Temple.
Not a place out there,
but a living space within you.
The inner Temple.
Your Temple.
The one you've kept guarded even when all seemed lost.
Don’t wait to be ready.
The key is already in your hand.
It is awareness.
It is your “Yes.”
It is your breath finally saying:
“I am here. Now.”
And in that moment
in that sacred, singular moment
you will no longer seek outside
ciò che what you have always been within.
