I felt all the old loops of thoughts of “you are not enough” “you never…” “you always…” “you can’t…” etc begin to play.
I felt the tension rise. I felt the bad temper, dissatisfaction and inadequacy kick in. I was alerted to irritation first and the droll tones of Eckhart Tolle filled my mind, “Irritation is residence..”
Ok, Ive got this. I let go. I surrendered, and the thoughts catapulted off in spiralling Catherine Wheels spinning in all directions, decorative, futile and ending in a whimper and a fizzle.
Celebrating changes. I am the narrator of my story. I choose. We are beings of pure light and love. This is our chance to live and nobody is getting out alive.
Love to you all, each and every one.