Hold your head up.
The world unfolds for you.
Own your rightful place.
The only way we can finally heal ourselves is by having the courage to get back up
and begin again.
Try again. Open yourself up for rejection again.
That’s how one fully gets over past hurts that have blocked one’s heart.
Healing isn’t dependent on someone else’s acceptance of you.
Healing is dependent on your decision to believe and hope again.
That’s the only way you’ll know your heart is back on fire.
Many times we get terrified of love. Of our own feelings. We’re scared that the rush would overwhelm us and break the dam that holds us safe together.
The truth is, it’s safe to love.
Love only becomes overbearing when we block its natural flow. When we really wanna embrace someone but instead we choose to turn our back on them. When we really wanna forgive and liberate our heart but we choose to face more daggers instead. When we really wanna look someone in the eyes and melt into them but instead we avert our gaze, we pretend like we don’t care.
Love only hurts us when we’re blocked. When love cannot flow smoothly into all our crevices; into all the cracks that are hurting, lonely, afraid. Love has to run free. Love has to take the shape of our own Body. Soul. Mind. In fact, it’s love that has shaped this earth and everything that we see.
Love connects us. We’re here only because of love. Love is only here because of us. Love. Love. There’s nothing else to do but to love.
Love has to be expressed. Love demands to be expressed. Everywhere we look. Everywhere we go. Where there is light. Where there is none. Love has to find a way. Love has to stay.
Let love flow through you. Let it bathe you. Let it purify you. Love. Don’t be afraid to love. Let love change you.
*We can only grow in the most profound ways through love.
Each person, each relationship, each interaction we have in our daily life is meant to help us become more fully ourselves – including, and most especially the ones that are not particularly in our liking.
Notice that when we encounter someone we feel even a slight annoyance to, that we automatically bring out a part of ourselves we don’t always embody. When we get triggered by an interaction/a person, doesn’t it feel like alarm bells are ringing, alerting us to a part of ourselves that need our attention?
It could be an aspect of ourselves that needs healing or unconditional acceptance – or it could be a part of ourselves that we need to bring out more often. We need these relationships as mirrors to show us what needs balancing within us.
Maybe if you had a more competent boss, maybe you wouldn’t even have discovered that you’ve got leadership qualities simply because there won’t be a need for them. Maybe if your parents were not that authoritative, maybe you wouldn’t have learned how to set healthy boundaries and stand up for yourself. Maybe if you never experienced being in a codependent relationship, maybe you wouldn’t have learned who you really are and how to truly love yourself.
We help each other become more authentic and more mature without even knowing it.
Nothing makes me more proud to be a human being than to see another human embrace the fullness of their magnificence and weakness at the same time. That emits an other-wordly level of awareness of the self and its connection to everything else. That shows boundless power – the kind that doesn’t get intimidated by humility and surrender.
That shit’s sexy. Very sexy.
We do this for each other without knowing it. It’s that honorable time in our life when we are not asked to do anything but to stand strong in our power and hold the cup of our overflowing love for someone who needs it – so they can go down on their knees, break down and surrender. We are neither asked to take the punches for them nor to come up with creative solutions. Our role, in fact, is to NOT interfere, to let them go through this on their own – because they need this fight to learn and grow, to let go of everything that doesn’t reflect who they really are and who they wanna be.
We serve as their witness, as they go through this sacred transformation. We uphold their cup of love for them until they’re ready to take it back
and give it a home again.
This triggers me so badly – when one chooses to be stuck over courageously moving forward. I believe life is too short to be complicated by our own indecisiveness – putting things off, refusing to confront the truth, refusing to take accountability for our decisions. I believe life is just too short to not commit, to not follow through, to not choose what we want at any given moment.
Just fucking choose. Don’t waste your life sitting on the fence.
There are no right or wrong choices when you are doing what feels right for you. And what feels right can sometimes feel scary, uncertain, lonely. But still nothing is more miserable than being stuck because you’re so fucking coward to make a choice for yourself (I told you it’s one of my pet peeves).
Just fucking choose and get it over with.
Why would we even need to learn how to temper them if we haven’t been in any of their extremes?
If everything happens as expected, how can we learn to be unconditionally calm and balanced?
We don’t usually even need to stop them from consuming us. They usually come to pass on their own. While we’re internally forever changed, but better anchored on who we are.
Shouldn’t it be enough that we are loved by each single creation in its/her/his own special way?
Let’s open ourselves to receive the kind of love we’re given. Give what we can in return as well.
Accept the love that is given to you, in whatever shape or form it appears. Temper your tendency to control it, to put a leash around it, to hang a name tag on it. Let it guide you in exploring yourself, in expanding your perspective on what is possible, on what is real.