NOTHING BUT YOU

You don’t need permission
to splash around
in your aliveness.

I need you to feel this.
I need you to know
in the midst of this madness
that your life is real.

The blood charging through your veins
on a mission to make you vibrant
I swear to you
it’s not fake.

That mind of yours
too often afraid
yet itself fearsome
a God ray
a thing of beauty —
no one is making it up.

And your soul
(which if you saw,
oh the tears
of joy
of apology
of gratitude)
yes, that too.

You don’t need permission
to splash around
in your aliveness.
The universe may well be asking for it.

A brighter thing than this world
is calling to you
shouting at you
desperate to let you know
that you can be kind to yourself —
that you can love
wildly
your own body
and spirit
exactly as they are.

The heavens are not demanding.
All they ask for is you
being nothing but you.

It doesn’t matter what has been earned
or not
for we are here —
the book has been opened
and the whole thing
is moving forward
one diamond moment
at a time.

I need you to see this.
I need you to see,
and to join in.

– Gideon Heugh