My Dear Child,
If you could see with my eyes, you would bow in reverence and awe. Such fortitude you have; with the strength of mountains in your bones. You have given the Earth so many tears lately- water that seeds new growth. You have made your offerings down the river and to Father Sky. Nothing has been missing.
Our dear girl, your worth is innate.
It flows in your red blood and it sustains you. In the moments you cannot see it, cannot feel it, we still flow through and among you. No one outside of you can give you this. You will not find it in the mother or father who raised you. You will not find it in the man who rejects you, nor the man who holds you. You will not find it in all the good deeds of your work, or even the wielding of your gifts.
For this worth, this divine, whole, abundant love, it is you. It is your essence.
You need not ask for it. You need not search. Dear girl, you need not hide from it. Simply, gently, powerfully open. Open to it, open to us, open to all that you are.
You have always been, you are now, and you will always be— enough.