Surrender is an act of love...

Sometimes self-destruction is like a grenade that blows up your whole life — self-harm, alcohol abuse, eating disorders, drug addiction. And sometimes self-destruction is more like a toxic gas, slow + subtle + suffocating + so embedded in society, you hardly notice the harm it’s doing — overworking, overthinking, over dieting, over exercising, perfectionism, people pleasing, constantly beating yourself up, constantly striving for more, constantly fighting your body + fighting your heart + fighting life itself.

But peace can never be found in war. The only way to find peace is to surrender — to surrender to your body + your feelings + your life exactly as it is.

And surrender isn’t some airy fairy dreamy concept —it’s a personal practice, an act of resistance against society’s constant need for productivity, a reclaiming of what it means to be a fully feeling, fully awake, fully alive human.

Surrender might look like deleting the calorie counting app from your phone or turning off your work emails once you leave the office. It might look like clearing out the alcohol cupboard or turning your spare room into a space for yoga and meditation. It might look like taking yourself out for coffee + cake at the weekend or walking down to the seafront to watch the sunset on a random ‪Thursday night‬.

Ultimately, surrender is an act of love — and it is out of love, that we release our pain, remember our worth + reshape our world.

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