Donald Crumble

Dear friend,

It looks like Donald’s narrative is crumbling—which can only be a good thing.
But it’s painful, especially for those just beginning to realise they’ve been hoodwinked.

That kind of pain is like a contraction before growth.
When we’re on the edge of something real, delusion is always close by—working overtime to keep the fiction going.

There is never a time when compassion isn’t called for.
But let’s be clear: compassion is not a doormat.
And it’s not a wet blanket either.

It’s a vibration of truth—
one in which untruths unravel.

Till tomorrow
Love,
Mikey