God, is it you?

I asked, how do I know it's you...

He replied, because I inspire you to remember who you are...I make you wonder what is like to have the dreams you were born with. I tell you that you are related to the stars, sun and moon.

You have magic beyond understanding, you can move mountains and calm the seas. I push you to go into uncharted territories. I make you uncomfortable until you have no choice but to make changes. I am the one giving the so-called nightmares and make you go further into your fears and ask me why...

Ask you why? I shouted. Why? I find myself in storms that rips through my soul. I don't accept that life has to be this way. He replied calmly, "You are the one with the magic. Change it."

I speak to you in dreams because that is the only time your brain is quiet and I can incite and instigate thoughts, ideas and trigger the fears. I bring them up from the depths of your subconscious and make you question. By the act of questioning, you are unraveling the tangles and old philosophies. You are bringing up the knowledge of eons of experience and looking at fear at the same capacity fear is looking back at you. However, you have the upper hand. Fear didn't create you. You created fear.

Don't despair. Hold your hands up and take up the space that belongs to you and only you. Honor your essence for it has been through so much to get you here to where you are right now. Honor her. Honor yourself.

Your cells carry evidence of many generations packed up in billions and billions of components that make your very organs. Honor those before you by standing tall and proud.

For you, you have very same fibers of existence as Mother Theresa, Einstein or of that tree that gives you shade in the hot summer days.

Erase what has been told to you. The lies that have made you small. They are not the truth. Your truth lies in the lives you change just by being you existing in this time and space.

You are it.

Remember that.

Always.