There is a place where each of us thrives and feels rooted. A place where we belong to ourselves when we are there. A crossroads that when we stand there, we are rooted by our own self-trust and no negative words could blow our buzz. That place is our home and I am searching for mine. I want to create the life that I’m meant for. I may even be standing directly over top of it and I feel many of you are too.
I am near that place when I am writing from my heart. And I’m even closer when I am in a creative community engaged in creativity and supporting one another. Each of us has felt the tickle and the tug of this special place for ourselves. And yet, as we trust our logic and fear and not our intuition, we think “this surely must be a mirage. It can not be as simple as just being ourselves.” Tricky, that fear is.
I may have wasted many many years making all of this way more complicated than it had to be. Tripping over my shoulds and ignoring my coulds, I have stayed put in a quiet spot watching and dreading how complicated it seemed it would be if I were to pursue simply being me.
But the moments of pure bliss I’ve had creating and communing and supporting fellow creatives made it seem so simple. The whisper…I only need to trust the process. Trust = Taking Root Under the Self Tree. Agreeing and Intuiting my next step and being present to witness the changes and the letting go. No one can be me better than me. So letting me be me may allow for me to see the future as a hopeful happy place? Perhaps.
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