Always remember this–you did not come here to ask for forgiveness.
You came here a gift of the purest, rawest form; carrying nothing but the taste of salt on your lips and alchemy in your bones.
And if the ash you leave behind is a small as a grain of sand, it will still leave a crushingly beautiful stain of gold upon the Earth.
So please–practice without an apology falling from your mouth like an afterthought–because you are just as precious as everyone else.
