Why the Rites of Passage?

A test of self-belief to make or break your progress.

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I face a rite of passage in the boiling of the seas.
The world is breaking down now, about to bring me to my knees.

The air is thick with fear and anger, my path ahead obscured.
The danger clear and present. Can I face it and endure?

The warning bells ring loud and dire. The apocalypse, it looms.
I feel the licking tongues of fire from just across the room

And right here in this moment, lay a test of self belief and love.
Do I know I have what it takes to channel grace sent from above?

The door it opens, a kind voice calls. It beckons me within.
To face the truth, to see the light. And finally to begin.

© Kaia Tingley June 2022