Embodiment is such a weird thing. We get so hung up on random things that don't really matter. We allow past events to control both our present and future lives. When what we really want is to be happy. To feel loved, loving and lovable. To see ourselves as healed and whole.
I've been exploring the notion of self-expression and what that really means to me. I am putting down everything I've thought about it and everything I think I know. What I bump up against, repeatedly, is the concept that I shouldn't. Don't make people feel uncomfortable. Keep things "nice." (Which is Not Real.) Don't rock the boat.
Somehow, self-expression has become about other people. The exact opposite of what it's meant to be.
The truth is, to me, that we are each a fractal of the whole. And each perception is valid. Each has a place. Each has a say. We get to see the ways we are still holding onto pain in our collective consciousness.
So, as the wheel of the year has turned, I let go of all that no longer serves. Of everything that has, up till now, come to fruition. I make room for the new and I plant the seeds for what wants to grow in me and through me in this coming year.
I choose to walk as a vessel of Love. I will let Love live and grow in me and through me and express Itself outwardly. Whatever that looks like.
A new adventure has begun
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