My words don't keep up these days. It's a struggle, an uphill battle to contrition. But that is all you understand; the language of my soul is lost on your ever-vigilant ego. The disconnect is felt deep within, mostly here. Always there.
Don't be fooled. I am clear. There is work to be done.
It is time to toil under my light. I the teacher, you the student. You must listen, but most importantly, you must believe. As in Narnia, to get out, you must acknowledge this new reality as something not to be known, but to be believed. Only then can you feel your way through the thicket.
Trust me, it is the only way out. Actually, it is the only way in.
There is no shortage of beasts you'll face. Some big, some small, but all fierce, and fighting for their lives. They won't let you sleep. Be prepared young one. This is a battle often fought, but hardly won. The scars run deep, the bloodshed obscene. You'll learn soon enough to let go.
I have faith in you. I believe in you. This is not your first battle, but it could very well be your last - if you make it so. You must be brave and confident. Know that I am standing right beside you always, whether you see me or not.
Be brave. There is nothing to fear but yourself. The battle lies within.