Eternal Soul

The pursuit of outward beauty is a trap and a drug and it's strong and breakable and it lives deeply on the surface inside our doubting self-reflections, as it is lost and found in the eyes of all the people that we meet. Constantly begging, 

"Look at me!"

"Approve of me!" 

"Like me!"

We search in others what we long to see in ourselves. And we fall prey to the chains that entangle our twisted mind games. The more I slave to the desires of the flesh, the less I laugh or love or encourage or engage. And when I'm comfortable laying in the dirt of my destructive neglect, I detest all meaning in life and forget the great thrill of pure joy found within our King's Enchanting Grace. 

Life is full of circles that we ride. We come out one end, thinking it's past, only to go around once more. Stuck inside this minefield that tells us, 

"As long as you're skinny, you're ok." 

"You're not so pretty today, best stay inside and play."

But we're always hungry if we stay behind perfection's lies. There's only one way off and it's up. Break your nails if you have to, scratch your face up, dirty your knees, do whatever it takes to kick away from defeat. Search the skies, unlock your soul, bleed out until you can't anymore.

Let Love remind you of the purpose in a day, in this life. 

Inside the skeleton of your heart there is a seed that is at home, but longs to grow. It is yours and it is you, real, true beautiful you. 

Squint past the darkened shades of beauty in body and face, dig deep for the authenticity hidden beneath our skin, behind our obnoxious scrutinisation. We all have seeds that the world needs to know. So please know, and know well. Invest time and attention. Encourage and feed. Voice! Grow!

Within each seed is life and the signature of the One who is the planter of all the world's wondrous eternal souls.