A walk through the forest that lead to very interesting dreams!
I’ve learned that strength doesn’t always roar —
but when it does, it shakes the ground.
I no longer chase what resists me.
I no longer bend myself to fit doors
that were never meant to open.
What flows toward me, I welcome.
What crashes and falls away, I let it burn behind me.
A tiger does not beg the forest to notice him.
He moves with certainty,
with presence,
with an instinct that knows where he belongs.
I don’t force timing.
I don’t force connections.
I don’t force love, success, or belonging.
Anything that must be dragged
was never meant to walk beside me.
I protect my energy like territory.
Not out of arrogance,
but out of respect for what I’ve survived to become.
My peace is not negotiable.
My time is sacred.
What stays, stays because it aligns.
What leaves, leaves because it must.
There is no loss in that —
only clarity.
I roar when it’s time to claim my space.
I walk away when silence is wiser than noise.
And I trust the wild truth inside me
to guide me where I am meant to be.
I don’t need everything.
I only need what is real.
And like the tiger —
I move forward
unapologetic,
unforced,
and free. 🐅✨
Everything is more beautiful because we are doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here
again.
“Some people are born with tornados in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.”
— Perspectives, Nikita Gill
sustancy