Strength isnt about biceps and sixpacks.
It’s about the steady flame inside all of us.
Quiet, calm, unflickering flame of orange.
Patient, all knowing.
This flame knows it is fuelled with passion to become a blazing bornfire
And dowsed by doubt, fear, anxiety – beasts which need to be tamed.
Experience the beast in all entirety and then release it. Set it free.
Then open the jaws of the lion and put your hand into his mouth.
The poor guy was only roaring because he had a tooth ache,
you are trusted, you are loved, you are safe in your strength now.
Part human, part animal, part divine. Recognise the strength of your soul.
About time, dont you think?