I have been super impatient [in the past]. I wanted to get to where I thought my success was. I wanted to find peace in a future version of myself, because I thought that’s where it lived.
I took all the courses, gained all the qualifications, took the ‘right’ jobs, dated the ‘right’ guys (most of whom turned out to be completely wrong, of course) and looked for a new box to tick every time I checked off a different one and found I wasn’t where I wanted to be yet.
Love is a whole body experience. There is no such thing as a love which is conditional. That isn’t love. It’s control, and fear. If you’ve been ‘loved’ in a way that feels conditional, you’ll know what I mean. It doesn’t feel expansive and light and fun, it feels heavy, oppressive and addictive.
Sometimes honest is too honest. Sometimes the truth is too much. Sometimes it’s unnecessary…..when it comes to sharing.
We sometimes think that in order to validate our own truth, or to make it ‘real’ to us, we need to share it. We need to tell someone. I don’t think we do.
Relationship: it’s such a loaded word. We covet them. We fear them. We want a them to be ‘good’, and not ‘bad’. We search for them and then run away from them, all with the same underlying longing to love, and to be loved; to be a part of something bigger than ourselves, to grow and to be grown.
Why do we worry? Why do we think we don’t have enough time to accomplish all that we want to? Life is about relationships. Love a little more deeply. Smile a little more often. Laugh. Cry. Feel. Wake up and get honest with yourself. Then get honest with others. There is all the time in the world for that. Is the whole reason for your existence