To love as deeply and as well as you do is your shield and your guide. Because you exist, so does your equal.
Angels shine. Even those who walk with a limp. Perhaps especially those....
Your scars and injuries are signs that you are a warrior--one of the archangels. Only another can see your true beauty--the beauty that bleeds out of your human body. It's tattooed across your skin like claw marks. Signs of the tiger within trying to get out.
You help others fight. Teach by example. Even amongst humans, you are known for your ferocity. A ferocity that will be carried on by others...your students. The ones who have yet to remember that they, too, have wings.
You are here to live a full life, not necessarily a long one. Remember that. Remember who you are, not what you appear to be. Your physicality forces you to see, hear, smell, touch, think, and feel in only one direction. It is hard to sometimes recognize that the stars always shine, even during the day. Even in the midst of a storm. But there is no storm your wings cannot take you through. As you well know.
Today, you remember the good from yesterday. Tomorrow, you shall live it once more.
Fire of fire, you never stop giving light and warmth. Like the Sun, you burn bright, day or night. See in your mind what you both want and need and it will be so. Believe. In you.
Though human life is heavy, it is not an anchor; it is instead a springboard, powered by negatives so you may teach others how to transform, translate and transmute any and all linear trials into positive, proactive momentum.
Movement and light...that is you.