Beloved, remember who you are

I met you the other day. It had been a while from when I’d last seen you. And from what I saw, you had succumbed to a beating. Life had beaten you. I could see it so clearly from the disheveled hair, the ragged clothes… the timid tone in your voice and the dullness in your eyes. You were tired. Had life’s deceptions overwhelmed you? Your walk was not the same as it used to be; an abstract slouch was hiding your assured gait. When you spoke, you stammered; not a speech problem but a problem of the mind… of a clarity that was repeatedly shrouded by doubt, of a confusion caused by the myriad of audible and inaudible voices around you.

It’s funny how even when I met you, I was left looking for you. I was left looking for the confident person I knew; for the tough and brilliant mind…for the deep and tender heart. I fervently searched for that person whose personality and culture had influenced my own, the person whose mere presence was a doze of inspiration. I was left in avid anticipation to hear your laughter ring in the air again; that infectious and happy laughter that would always make me realize that my daily struggles were not such a big deal. My ears itched to listen to your undiluted sagacious words that would always lead to an epiphany on my side; there was always something new to learn from you. I was left searching for that light that would burn so bright within you; it always chased away the darkness of our dull worlds.

What happened to you beloved? Did you get tired of fighting? Because if you did, I need to remind you; we cannot fight life and expect to win. Let the One who gave you life fight the battle. Did you give in to the voice of deception that led you down the wrong path? Because if you did, I need to remind you; life happens again and again and again. As long as the breath of life is in you, there is always another chance. Does tomorrow seem pointless to live in? Because if it does, I need to remind you; the tomorrow that seemed pointless yesterday is in session today and you are in it. Quit punishing yourself by living like you are dead; because you are not. Have you forgotten yourself? Because if you have, I need to remind you; you are the daughter of the Most High. Feelings often follow belief; believe that you are; strongly, unwaveringly, like a child…and you will feel like the princess that you are. I remember who you are; you are an enigma. Teach me again teacher; share yourself, your light and your lessons with the world.

And most importantly, beloved, remember that you are.