For those who feel stuck
There’s something to be said about ‘not going through things alone.’ I agree that yes, you are not
the only one walking through the forest but ultimately only you can forge your path. You will
have people before, behind, next to you but it’s up to you to take the next step. May you find
those who at times carry your pack, give you water, or hold your hand but who understand they
cannot carry you and who do not ask for you to carry them. Who know this kind of wounded
love, although useful, is a disservice to both.
Maybe its dusk and darkness clouds your vision, or perhaps the sun is rising, shedding light on
what lays around you. No matter how steep, how rocky, how muddy, perhaps how idle and plain
the view around you lies, trust in yourself that you can do this, you got this.
Let yourself jump with joy or lay in awe when looking back from where you came. Let yourself
celebrate this moment in time and uplift the gorgeously trying and twirling path that brought you
here. Moments then likely didn’t make sense but perhaps now the patterns unfold for you. Know
that you will likely twirl again in the future. Maybe this time you dance, throw your arms to the
sky, and let the wind direct your feet. Your next move is yours to make, sink into the knowing
that you are guided, and you are exactly where you are meant to be. Move in ways that feel good
to you. What does expansion sound like, liberation taste like, and embodiment feel like in your
body? What happens in your heart when you allow trust to seep in and scarcity to melt away? To
have fear make space for sureness. To be able to feel both,
and let both.