We are nearly in our brand new world, and even though we have our keys in hand and our name is on the mailbox, we hem and haw outside the door. Are we jaded a bit? I think we are. I mean look at all the shit that went down! The last few months -- or even the last few years for some of us -- have left us so bruised and battered that we had to fall back for a season to achieve some semblance of healing. Some of us even achieved the real thing. We’re intent on learning our worth so we can defeat our insecurities once and for all and transform into the butterflies we were born to be.
Except it doesn’t work that way. We can’t think our way to our new world. Transformation is reflected in our conscious thoughts but it doesn’t actually happen there. In our subconscious, the true powerhouse of our lives, we are still paranoid af. We are still shook from what happened and taking the attitude that somehow there was a greater purpose to all that drama just sounds illogical. We are not sold that everything happened for the best. We put on a brave face for company, but as soon as they leave our pout is on fleek.
Remember the paradox we talked about yesterday? Yesterday spirit said to accept it. Today we are being told to LOVE it. Love it all. Love the moments where you felt manipulated, betrayed, abused, abandoned. Love the totality of your human experience because it's YOURS. Life is a gift, do you understand? It's not about loving those moments because they contributed to some grand greater purpose in your life. Your subconscious mind is right to reject such platitudes. Its moreso about loving the person YOU’VE become as a result of the things you’ve experienced. If the language of the universe is feeling, then the currency of the universe is connection. Your hardships and joys have given you the superpower of empathy. If all the world is your family because you know each other’s hearts, what can be withheld from you?
You’re trapped on the karma wheel, seeking pleasure and avoiding pain, searching for the password that unlocks the good life. You were no more deserving of the bad things that happened before, than you will be deserving of the good things that are coming now. Sometimes we just get what we get and we learn to bloom where we are planted. We didn’t incarnate to dull the blows of experience and protect our fragility, we came forth to take the hits of the physical plane and know ourselves as invincible.
You have a choice to make. You can remain paranoid about what happened to you, reacting to trauma that now exists solely in your imagination, or you can embrace the totality of your past with gratitude, without discrimination. Whichever garden you water, will grow.