|| Dear Introvert
Dear Introvert,
The very soft and tender soul. I feel what you feel. And I see you. Though your voice may go unheard, still I can strongly sense your presence in this world. You may say very little, but your body can say so much more. For your mind travelling the furthest distance. Your curiosity, the penetrating one. You always leave me wanting to know more. I am held by the few words that you do speak. You always leave me with more questions than answers as my mind wanders off to complete the messages that you communicate. You are the silent worker, the buttress; that support that upholds good works. You most times, expect nothing in return for all that you do. Yet you do so much. With your caring nature, you put so much thought in all that you present. You have a special place in my heart, for your true passions help carry you the furthest distance, your actions speaking louder than words. The great fight just to simply exist in this much extroverted world. Yet still you hold your position to be the quiet person that you are. But it is life’s secret, that you are not actually quiet, indeed. For your true senses open up when you are most relaxed and in your element. Your artistic forms of expressions may leave one in great awe. You speak so many different languages all in one sentence. You are a treasure. You are a gem in this world, though you do not yet know this. For your works mainly show long after its presentation. You form silent tracks along the way. Most persons would not recognize your lasting impacts. Such the silent creature, yet with a powerful force you move. Take courage and have patience with the self. All your internal learnings will somehow make sense to you one day, that day when you need it to make sense the most for you. I ask that you lay your worries aside, leaning into life, as life will take care of you, once you believe and trust. Also, know that someone is, indeed, looking after your needs, when you least think it. Thank you for being that gift that you are, even when you least think it.
This is my message from me to you.
With love,
M.
The very soft and tender soul. I feel what you feel. And I see you. Though your voice may go unheard, still I can strongly sense your presence in this world. You may say very little, but your body can say so much more. For your mind travelling the furthest distance. Your curiosity, the penetrating one. You always leave me wanting to know more. I am held by the few words that you do speak. You always leave me with more questions than answers as my mind wanders off to complete the messages that you communicate. You are the silent worker, the buttress; that support that upholds good works. You most times, expect nothing in return for all that you do. Yet you do so much. With your caring nature, you put so much thought in all that you present. You have a special place in my heart, for your true passions help carry you the furthest distance, your actions speaking louder than words. The great fight just to simply exist in this much extroverted world. Yet still you hold your position to be the quiet person that you are. But it is life’s secret, that you are not actually quiet, indeed. For your true senses open up when you are most relaxed and in your element. Your artistic forms of expressions may leave one in great awe. You speak so many different languages all in one sentence. You are a treasure. You are a gem in this world, though you do not yet know this. For your works mainly show long after its presentation. You form silent tracks along the way. Most persons would not recognize your lasting impacts. Such the silent creature, yet with a powerful force you move. Take courage and have patience with the self. All your internal learnings will somehow make sense to you one day, that day when you need it to make sense the most for you. I ask that you lay your worries aside, leaning into life, as life will take care of you, once you believe and trust. Also, know that someone is, indeed, looking after your needs, when you least think it. Thank you for being that gift that you are, even when you least think it.
This is my message from me to you.
With love,
M.