This morning my heart is full of gratitude. Last night was a powerful culmination to a weekend of uncertainty and insecurity. It all lies in my choice to hold the emotions while I keep moving. I so grateful that I have the chance to choose the journey. How many times did I have the chance to give up? How many times did I want to? I'm so lucky to be here in this place with an open heart and mind ready to see whatever comes up. The ugly past that resides in scarred tissue is evaporating as parts of myself dissolve into the expanse. Old emotions tied to useless tissues are fading away and leaving only fresh hope. I can feel the body and mind clinging to hold on to the safety of what's known. But my heart and spirit are reaching for something more. We are reaching out for power. The power in peace, kindness, and compassion. In moments I can remember who I was meant to be. And I can see myself in a new way now. I give myself kindness and gentle love and remember that this has always been alive inside of me. The work is in gently prying the grip of the ego on the imaginary "self" so that something new can begin to grow. The possibility of infinity.
So today I'm going to work on loosening that grip. Breathe and let go.
You aren't who you think you are.
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