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abundance is remembering what I really am I sold myself short many times in life there were moments when I bartered much more than I was aware of bits and pieces of my Soul as a token to survive some people don't seem to have an issue with that but you can see right through the lies they tell themselves by how they appear more dead than alive out of all the things I lost those pieces of me I didn't value enough to uphold myself to the divine code of love have hurt the most I don't remember all the details but I won't forget how it felt when I made myself smaller than what I undeniably am sacrifice is upheld as virtous but that's surely not how it works everything we ever need lies in the generosity of giving of ourselves with a heart that is free enough to remember what we truly are ~•~ a beautiful milieu Image Ylenia Viola https://www.instagram.com/fairytalesneverdie/