You don’t have to figure out the mess in your head. You don’t have to make sense of your confusion, your thoughts, your ideas of what is right and what is wrong.
You don’t have to manage your emotional turmoils. Your feelings, all of them, can just be there, un-interfered with.
And who says it is a mess? Another voice, another thought, another feeling.
That mess is your life force taking shapes; it is your fire, your passion, your love and your freedom. Let it be. Rejoice in it all. Let the mess giggle at you…until you giggle back.
Who you are doesn’t need any figuring out; who you are could not care less about the traffic in your head or in your emotional body. Who you are is at peace, beyond peace, always and forever.
Rest here; where every thought and every worry takes form, where every feeling is born, where all is possible and where nothing matters.