She embraces the good, the bad and the ugly.
She's been good
she's been bad and
she's has been ugly
The value each brings is equal
There is no difference
She knows this now
There is no need to seperate or hierarchy any experience
The beauty exists in all
When she drops attachment to the story
All that's left is a feeling or emotion
A divine human experience
She let's it flow. It moves through her.
Like a tiger. Roaring from the depths.
Raging. Claws out. No holding back.
Screeching. Screaming. Sorrow.
She embraces the good the bad and the ugly.
She sits's in her own pain. She holds herself
Feeling it all. Loving it all. experiencing the divinity in it all.
Feeling all that it.
The divinity that exists in everything.