Let me take you on a journey…
Let Your Old Story Die
Guess what happens when you keep saying negative words and limiting beliefs over and over? The Universe does this incredible thing! It literally brings you more experiences and more people who support this. Yep, in every single way. We wonder why we keep having these moments that suck, people who don’t love, value or appreciate us in the way we need and we start to get this victim mindset that perpetuates getting more and more shittiness.
“Seriously?!
“Why me?”
”Why does this keep happening?”
I know, I get it. It does suck and I am sorry but this is the time to change it all.
The Best Therapy I’ve Ever Had
Between a sledgehammer, small crowbar, large crowbar and an axe I dismantled and busted those pieces of my past to smithereens! I was drenched from head to toe and I’d never felt so free, so alive, so unburdened.
I snapped a pic and sent to my bestie. “You look like you just had sex!” she said. I was glowing, in a state of pure euphoria. To be real, she was exactly right.
Pay Attention To The Messages
When we stopped at a nearby parking lot, I got out and looked at the passenger side. The mirror was dangling, there was a slice through the metal door, the handle of the front door was completely gone, the whole front bumper and wheel well were shredded. The car was eventually called a write-off.
How in the world did we all walk away from that without a scratch on us? The answer is simple to me. We were divinely protected. By who or what?
Grief is a Bitch
So I began again by visualizing the “mist” of my power on him. As I breathed myself back in, my annoyance of that interaction faded and I began to feel something else. Tears. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. “What the hell?” My power entering me was first of that conversation but then it took on a whole new energy and seemingly loss of power. It was the conversation we had the day before that. It was the one that he confirmed to me that he has a girlfriend.
You Wanna Talk About a Shitty Morning?!
You know those mornings. The ones when you’re running late, the “To Do” list before leaving keeps on getting added to and you start to feel a little over-stressed before the day has really begun. Ya, I had one of those mornings.
Starting Over, Yet Again.
Never in my wildest dreams did I believe it would happen but after infertility, job loss, infidelity, pregnancy, motherhood and trying to rekindle and heal the hurt experienced within my marriage, I chose to let go. I chose to Start Again.