Rooted in Worth

Dear Child,
as grown as you are, remember —

There will be times when your kindness feels misplaced in a world that rewards sharpness and celebrates noise. You will look around and wonder why cruelty seems to win, why indifference rises faster than grace. You may even question whether your gentleness belongs here at all.

But I want you to understand this: your softness was never weakness. It was the language of your soul trying to stay intact in a world that had forgotten its own. You were never meant to match its pace or mirror its values. You were meant to remain rooted in your worth – unshaken, steady, and quietly radiant.

The world will hand out prizes for appearances, popularity, and performance. Let them. Those prizes fade as quickly as they’re received, etched only in memory and shallow time. Your reward lies elsewhere – in how deeply you’ve touched life with your warmth, in the peace that follows you when your words align with your heart.

So stop measuring yourself by the applause of others. The day you understand that your worth was never tied to their approval is the day you step into your full soul. You were not born to win the world; you were born to understand it, to navigate through it with discernment and compassion – and to protect the part of you that still feels deeply.

Never trade your tenderness for acceptance. Never shrink to fit into smaller hearts. You are not here to compete for admiration, but to contribute presence, truth, and quiet strength.

Stay rooted in that knowing, dear one. It will carry you further than any prize the world could offer.

All my love,
~ Evgenia Pimżin

Let Go Of Worn Out Memories

Dear Child,

as adult as you feel, remember:

Come sit by me and

rest in my love.

Know you are not alone.

Your experiences are part of the human journey

that is what makes it tragic,

jaded

and so very predictable.

Those memories – the ones that defined you for so long,

that shaped your choices,

your perceptions of self –

you misinterpreted them.

You accepted the lie instead of the truth.

You are precious. You always were.

You are loved. You always have been.

You are strong. You know it.

You are beautiful. You’ve always shone.

So, as we sit together,

take your beliefs in your hand.

Refine them.

See them through the eyes of insight.

You forgot to weight your memories,

against the health of the other –

their emotional, mental, spiritual state.

Unless you factor that in,

your memories lies.

So, let go of those worn-out memories

with truth and an eagle’s gaze.

Rise above the human noise,

see the lesson, the growth,

the quiet expansion of your being.

I am here – always.

Come, sit by me, dear child,

and let go.

Give yourself permission, to live the life

you have always deserved.

All my love,

~ Evgenia Pimżin