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On the days when you’re pushing, struggling and screaming. You are loved.
On the nights when you feel invisible in a crowded room.
You are loved.
And especially when you’ve gotten it all wrong, made a fool of yourself – again! – or really messed everything up.
It doesn’t matter because you are loved.
For showing up even when you feel like you’ve got cake on your face.
You’re real and you’re raw and you’re brave.
Plenty of people don’t get you, but the ones who do, see your intensity and your passion as a gift that takes their breath away.
Your intuition and sensitivity are your greatest allies – don’t forget them.
It would be so much easier to quit but you haven’t.
And you won’t.
I admire that about you.
And about me.
We are good mirrors, you and me. We’re in this thing together.
2014 kicked my ass. It feels good to let that hang here.
And if this is true for you, allow yourself to admit when things are hard.
Diamonds are formed under massive pressure.
And flowers never apologize for their beauty.
There’s no shame in claiming your highest vision and not settling.
Isn’t that the bravest thing you can do?
What’s drawing you to your edge is the place where your next big growth spurt begins.
And as you tend to your internal soil, your brilliance, confidence, and gifts illuminate from every angle.
Claim the gift of vulnerability.
Give in to the intuitive guidance even when it makes no sense.
Old habits die.
Familial patterns wither.
Fear is crushed by blinding love.
The fearful Queen doesn’t reign here anymore.
Her poison of negativity is weakened in the view of your truth.
Instead, inside you emerges the tender and kind Priestess whose shackles are disintegrated in the face of the empowered, honest and self-loving being you naturally are.
She’s able to work powerfully within the shadow or the light.
Because you are both.
And so much more.
It’s your birthright to be what you want to be.
It’s your birthright to have what you want to have.
It’s your birthright to say what you want to say.
It’s your birthright to be you, unapologetically.
Let this be your self love prayer.
I’m fearless in my pursuit of joy.
My life matters.
Because I matter.
And today, being selfish is being selfless.
With each step forward I’m renewed and focused.
I meet my day with curiosity, wonder and awe just as I did as a child.
I invoke the power of my intuition to lead me in the direction of my big dreams.
Nothing real can hurt me and nothing unreal exists*.
And so it is.
(That * line above is from A Course in Miracles. Always giving credit where credit is due)