Oh, that sweet feeling of freedom when she ducked out of her responsibilities; when she sabotaged herself so she didn’t have to bear the weight of others’ pain; when she wasn’t ready to hold someone’s hand whilst they cried, so instead she turned away, and pretended she didn’t see them.
And that freedom, that sense of relief, was so quickly refilled with guilt, and shame and failure: remorse at how she could be so callous with her own fellow human.
Having taken 24hrs to decompress and get over a cold after closing applications on the True You Collective, I am blown away by the incredible people who will be joining me in January for three months of sacred, personalised support.
Om Namah Shivaya – I bow to Lord Shiva or I bow to my True Self.
Sometimes the life you crave…
is the one you’re most scared of.
Change is uncomfortable. It’s also inevitable.
The uncomfortable is, by definition, not comfortable. It doesn’t nourish us or make us feel content. It highlights a flaw, something in us which is unaccepting: of our situation, of another person, or of an aspect of ourselves.