I wish I could kiss you with this.
I wish I could lay gentle kisses on your eyelids while you’re sleeping and leave a shimmer of bliss.
The bliss of seeing your most deeply desired life gradually crystallise in front of you.
I wish I could bathe you in this.
I wish I could wash away everything on your precious, tender skin that’s obscuring the luminous glow of your perfect genius.
I wish I could write gently on the very heart of you, ‘You are loved. You are adored. It is safe to step into your brilliance now.’
Because you are and it is safe.
You, dearheart, are invincible.
Stop playing small.
Unfurl your wings.
Open your eyes.
Step off the edge.
Let trust carry you.