May I detach from that that does not serve me.
May I detach from he who does not serve me.
May I be bold in my endeavors and smile as I rise with bloody lips, palms and knees when I fall.
May I spit blood in the face of all the bullshit sent to break me.
Let the blood be the revelation that I bend, buckle, and shatter only to come back better like Kintsugi.
May I leave my mark.
May my words, spoken or written, leave an imprint like that of colliding tectonic plates.
May they shake your world.
May love continue to spill from my eyes into the heart of every man, woman and child I experience.
May I continue to push against my fears to breakthrough and reach you.
May I continue to be great, authentically.