You are not your past.
You are not the things you said and didn't say, did and did not do, could have been and should have been.
You are not your family, friends, circumstances,
heartbreaks and triumphs,
hidden shames and blossoming joys.
You are this breath, this moment, this.
You are the pulse in the stillness,
the air on your skin,
the energy that flows into you and through you and out of you.
You are love.
You are whatever you let yourself be.