Even the crap bits, shit bits all the bits in between. It’s funny how in hindsight we understand that everything is there as our oath to understanding ourselves, a curation for our own evolution. But in the thick of it, we forget, panic and meltdown.
We have a lot on our plate at the moment, and I can feel surges of anxiety pound through me, alongside thrilling excitement. It’s easy to get them confused, it’s easy to buy into the panic. It’s essential to pause and recognize that so far it’s all worked out. To be reminded that we usually hate discomfort and spend a lot of time running from it.
Even an overwhelming time is a vehicle for transformation, in fact it’s the perfect time to sort the grain from the chaff.
Sent with love,