All my burdensome perfectionism has never secured me even one drop of love or internal safety.

Sometimes we are so afraid to be ourselves. We're afraid that God wants another version of us than the one that is here. I mean, can't God see the total mess that we are?

The answer is unequivocally,

YES!

YES!

And that mess is the one She loves!

Just as I am!

Just as you are!

This inheritance is in us.

Can we allow life to crack us open so we can claim it?

Can we allow ourselves to be totally loved just the way we are?

"The most terrifying thing is to accept oneself, completely." ~Carl Jung

Art by Lila