Honor thy body the Holy one gifted you:
I spent years of my life some time ago hypnotizing, starving my body to fit in an idealistic version of what the world reacted as beauty. The world rejoiced with compliments when inside I was empty, sad, lonely, and in the worst job of my life. Beauty has nothing to do with fillers but Everything thing to do with the stories behind the fine lines. It has nothing to do with created barbie bodies, but everything to do with the babies I birthed through these rounded hips and infants cut out of this protruding stomach. That the ultimate beauty is the soul that I carry, regardless of my pant size. This includes never working for a “hot girl summer” body, but honoring the fact it is deserving to be loved as is. It includes rest when it is tired from a life long autoimmune disease diagnosed this past year and a brain that needs to be monitored.
Honor the sacred highest vibrations in people, places, and things:
When you forget who you are, in a land you are new, it is easy to be swept up in things that are not rooted in your highest alignment. For as much as you wrestle it, remold it, rename it, it will never fit. Bless and release. After a few years of molding into a place/space moving far from the core of me, I realized this year I needed to return. Abandoning myself, my beliefs, my highest self- doesn’t serve anyone or anything thing. It just fills up time with a plastic version of who I am. Low vibrations only attract low vibrations. Be unwavering in who you are – no matter when you replant yourself.
Honor thy gifts you have been given:
I swore I would never work in a school system again after experiencing such an insurmountable trauma from my last experience. I swallowed it as something being wrong with me. Returning to working in a middle school part time this year healed the part of me that a broken system made me feel so broke. It reminded me how valuable I am, respected, and needed. It reminded me that I wasn’t made for toxic systems but for supportive ones. It has solidified I was made for this, and was asked to consider full time in 2023 for a reason. I also have ushered in with great abundance my abilities to go deeper talking to people that have passed, healing people, and allowing my intuitiveness to serve.
Honor letting go of the version you thought would be different:
Sometimes our dreams we thought we wanted are not in fact in the cards. Perhaps they are remolded into something else just as beautiful, perhaps they were not meant for you all, perhaps the timing isn’t right. The important part to go on with is to never stop dreaming BUT to never stop living despite waiting for a dream to come true. If it is meant for you – it will come. If it’s not – there is a bigger reason- another lesson. Perhaps what you thought was a dream was the best version when really God has a bigger vision you haven’t thought of.
cheers to 2023 and all the lessons to come!
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