You feared you were broken.
You feared there was something wrong with you.
You feared you were lost,
somewhere far from home.
But the truth is this:
You were never broken.
You were never lost.
You were never distant from the source.
You are whole, always have been, and always will be.
What you see as cracks
are just the light shining through the illusion of separation.
What you see as scars
are just the marks of a story that never really happened.
The world taught you to fear what breaks.
The world taught you to chase what’s missing.
But nothing real can be broken.
Nothing eternal can be stolen.
And nothing that is truly you can ever be lost.
You are not the broken pieces you see.
You are the whole, standing silent in the center of yourself.
The illusions of lack and loss fall away
when you stop searching for what you think you’ve lost.
The illusion of brokenness falls away
when you stop running from the truth
that you’ve always been whole.
The seeking heart, the yearning soul —
these are the echoes of a dream,
not the reality of who you are.
There is nothing wrong with you.
There is nothing missing.
You are not incomplete.
You are complete.
The moment you stop searching,
the moment you stop fixing —
you will see:
You’ve always been perfect.
Not as an achievement.
Not as a goal.
But as your natural state.
You are not “becoming” whole.
You are returning to what you already are.