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I Recognize Myself

🪬 I recognize myself; I know me again. Remnants of a dream, another life. 🪬


Accept the quiet power in recognition. We don’t lose ourselves all at once. We fragment slowly, adapting, surviving, succumbing to what the moment asks of us. Then, one day, something familiar stirs. A feeling, a knowing, a truer version of you steps forward and says, "I'm still in here somewhere..." 🙏


Recognition is not regression. It’s not longing for who you were, rather reclaiming what was always you beneath all the layers of what was not. The dreams you thought were naive. The instincts you silenced to fit. The inner voice that knew the way before any map ever existed.


When you recognize yourself again, life doesn’t suddenly become easier, but it becomes honest. Choices align. Resistance softens. You stop chasing meaning and start embodying it for yourself.


We live many lives inside one lifetime, and sometimes, awakening looks a lot like remembering the parts of you never meant to be left behind. The dream was never lost; it was waiting for you to come back home to yourself.


🪬💙🙏


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