Rebelle 4 crack3/17/2023 That simple Yes led to synchronicities and new friendships beyond my wildest dreams. When I was considering cancelling a class I was scheduled to teach that Friday night, a friend told me, Hell Yes you are teaching that class. If I felt like taking a swim or lying in bed and crying, the answer was Yes. I decided to say Yes every time someone offered to talk, to listen, and most important of all, I said Yes to myself. It would be easy to isolate and go into victim mode, but why make it harder? Friends messaged me, asking f I wanted to talk. The day we broke up, I heard a voice from within to accept all offers that came to me. Here are six more ways I opened my heart during this breakup: From there, the most beautiful of moments followed. I could feel my heart opening, and as more truths poured out, I started feeling joyful and deeply aligned with myself. The love, the hurt, the fear, the desire. Spatterings of words came out here and there from both of us, and I told him all the truths. He didn’t do or say anything to make it any different from what it was. He held me, and I felt deeply loved and cherished. In that moment, instead of talking, I leaned into him and no words were spoken, none were needed. I stuffed a tissue inside my dress to pat the inevitable tears and sat next to him on the couch, instead of across from him on the chair where I was earlier. Here I was presented with this new Yoga pose to try the truth in. I then decided to drop my ego and expose the Real Me, as was my practice in our relationship all along. Thank god we paused for a few moments, because in that breather, when the tears flooded out of me yet again, I heard a voice to surrender to the truth. It felt crunchy and my body felt tight and hot. When we sat down to talk that morning, anger and blame oozed out of me. I didn’t want to reveal how hurt and scared I really was. But I got stuck in my pride and tried to hide my feelings and make it seem as if I was unaffected by the situation. I woke up that morning and the tears were pouring out of me. ***Ī few days after our decision to break up, he was leaving for a business trip. Our relationship felt like an extreme sport at times, and the real truth is that we grew up together in those 4.5 years. We got to know and love each other’s children. We moved mountains to live together and we lived in three amazing cities in two years. I took my first trip to Europe with him and saw the Eiffel Tower for the first time while I held his hand. We were deep practice partners, using our union for learning and growing ourselves as individuals while helping others along the way. This is a simple principle I work on daily, and yet, it’s not easy in the face of a breakup. And even through the deep hurt and pain, I knew I could choose how I think, react and behave. So when my partner of 4.5 years and I decided to break up, and all kinds of crazy angry thoughts and clever schemes flashed through my mind, I knew I would be creating the trajectory of this too. I know for certain that I choose my circumstances, choose my reactions and create my life. On this journey of living from my feminine being, I have become keenly aware of my internal power. I’m living my life full-out, playing all 88 keys. I’m scooping out the nectar of life, nourishing on its juice, and then licking the plate. I feel this to the core of my being, in my bones, more than ever before, even more than yesterday.
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