Do you know what's in you?
What promise waits inside?
Can you give yourself the time to look,
To find the treasures where they hide?
This type of digging is like no other.
The discoveries shimmer like fire,
Those that nuggets are smaller than the whole,
Their value is so much higher.
It might sound strange to see yourself as a horde of wealth to be mined,
But if you consider the value of life,
The price cannot be defined.
The work is not for the faint of heart,
The process takes a lot.
We often toil for years and years,
Digging where X marks the spot,
But you are worth the effort and the chance you find a prize.
It's hard to imagine avoiding the search for a fortune of such size.
Clear your mind and remember,
Where you buried your riches,
Steal yourself for the quest ahead,
For the granting of your wishes.
You already have the tools you need to find the jewels within.
They may be rusty or awkward to wield,
But trust your instincts will kick in.
Who knows why we hide these gifts from ourselves?
Who knows why we pretend we're bereft?
Who knows why we don't see what we can do until there are few options left?
Though our struggles may not be our choosing,
Their meanings are often our choice.
We tell ourselves stories that just aren't true,
And never question the voice.
That's why the digging matters,
Why we need to find the truth.
It's not just about the life we live now,
But all that happened in our youth.
Breathe in and imagine those veins of gold running through your soul.
Breathe out as you follow where they lead.
A joyful existence,
Your goal.
How did they get there,
You want to ask?
What creates those precious streaks?
The answer lies in our destiny.
Our essence shapes what we seek.
We all see value differently.
We choose what matters most,
But the meaning running beneath those aims is what keeps us all afloat.
Though we often lose our way,
The guideposts are always there.
They get buried beneath murky layers,
Like the gold we long to share.
So think of this search as sacred work,
A hunt for all we've buried.
For all of us,
There comes a time to reclaim the gifts we carry.
Breathe in and feel the weight of your metal,
The strength that gets you through.
Breathe out and see how deep it runs,
And how much it helps you do.
But what if it feels like too much toil,
Like you'll never have the might?
What if you doubt what's possible and see no purpose for the fight?
The questions aren't unreasonable.
In fact,
They make perfect sense,
But they also mean you're hiding your light,
Suffering at your own expense.
So what if you did things differently?
What if you stepped into the light?
What if you saw your own riches,
Glimmering in plain sight?
Then what if,
Instead of covering them up,
You gathered your inner jewels?
What if you built a brand new path and threw away all the rules?
Inhale and push forward,
Inspired and free.
Exhale and keep going,
Aware of all you can be.
And as with all true veins of gold,
Your wealth flows down from above,
Sharing your fortune with all in your midst and enriching the earth with your love.
Mining isn't easy,
Though neither is anything worthwhile.
And once you've started the searching,
The effort will make you smile.
The digging will get easier.
The more you practice and probe,
The treasures will get shinier the more you share the load.
We don't just mine gems for ourselves,
We do it to serve the whole.
Your riches mean more when passed around,
And generosity is good for the soul.
Looking deep inside changes everything,
Our very foundation shifts,
But our bedrock is only strengthened when we choose to share our gifts.
So let it out,
Dear shining one.
What's been buried,
Be revealed.
The truth of you will inspire awe,
As will the magic you've unsealed.
Don't be surprised by your power,
Waiting patiently to be found.
And now that you know of its greatness,
You have to spread it around.
Namaste,
Beautiful.
