I just want the truth.
The unfiltered truth.
No longer will I sacrifice who I am for the outrageous mythology of lies.
The secrets.
The not saying what needs to be said.
The sticking your head in the sand.
The “you’ll-love-me-if-I-act-like-you-want-me-to-be-so-you-stay-comfortable” dance.
I’m done with it.
Like never before.
My being cannot tolerate one ounce, one fiber, one grain of the deceit.
I’ve become sick from lying to myself and others.
It’s an insult to my soul.
I’m soooooo bored with it!!!
The walls are tumbling down.
The conditioning is falling away.
The programming is defunct, and pretending for self-preservation is no longer operational in the new world.
Here I am. As me.
I just want the truth.
The unfiltered truth.
Be it wild.
Be it messy.
Be it challenging.
Be it… whatever the f$%* is real.
I am.
Unkept.
Untamed.
Unmanipulated.
We’ve been held in captivity by the lies.
The lies we’ve been told.
The lies we tell ourselves.
The lies we tell each other.
My spiritual retreat mirrored to me = I am a warrior.
A native elder said to me:
“I have been watching you. I see
your medicine. You are a warrior.”
She called me out.
In doing so, I feel a permission and responsibility to rise.
Rise above the tangled mess of untruths and convoluted systems erected from fear.
I bear witness to the truth.
I lay claim to my freedom.
I release my mistaken belief that being anything other
than who I was designed to be will lead me into poverty.
I put a stake in the ground for women’s liberation, knowing my role as a truth telling warrior is a radical act of compassion and change.
Be free, dear one.
I just want the truth.
The unfiltered truth.
With all that I am,
Kendra E Thornbury, MA
