Rip the bandaids off.
These are not mortal wounds.
Pick any of the things. Yes, this is a bunch of lessons but not all lessons are painful.
Not all pain is bad.
Be open to 'solutions' looking like a million different scenarios/outcomes.
Be gentle and open. You have been fearful and locked.
I believe in my own evolution.
I will never get 'there' as I will move where 'there' is a bunch of times.
I appreciate all that has come before.
I believe in and am grateful for what will be.
I love me. I love me. I love me. I deserve my best too. (my whole body convulsed and big emotion after typing that)
I have been doing real work. I can work on me with the same ease and love as I enjoy pouring out on others.
You are the version everyone else sees. You been pants on fire with that story of you.
But also, accountability. You did make the not so great decisions. But they are not who you are. And not even close. I can hear actually hear CB's voice saying YES. Thanks for always seeing that me.
I will actually clean my face every night, use serums, drink the agua, maybe a plank or two, say yes more, say no more, give more, know I deserve more, eat vegan more, do french/croatian/italian/arabic lessons more, learn to knit, get back on a bike (EEEEE! or maybe not! I don't know! I do want to! I love biking! and yet, also mitigated chances of fucking of my face. For the tenth time), taking swimming lessons. Some of these things, all of these things, some new things and so.
a haiku:
a movement of growth
a fire no longer banked
why not limitless?
xo
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