Surrender

Do you know how weird it feels to make yourself surrender.
To literally actively convince yourself not to do the thing.
Not to cause the friction.
To just glide and believe.
My whole life I have been taught to hold on as tight as I could. Be the friction in my life.
And looking above it I see just how exhausting it was not to surrender.

I feel like an addict right now who is trying to be clean. Clean of causing friction in my own life.
Constantly slapping my metaphorical hand and saying. "Girl sit down and shut up, it's handled"
With a LOT of "aht aht" when my brain starts to wander about the 'buts'

But today.
Today was just proof in my own pudding that it is all handled. I was stressing about something all week.
But it all played out perfectly today. These last two days of actually letting go and causing less friction on my own path has been a weird one. But damn does shit really come when you stop forcing it. Just do what you know you have to do. Not what your brain tells you to do out of fear. Take care of the points and they will all connect baby.

I promise.

I.M.A.G.I.N.E.
Work shop really opened my eyes.

Thank you for opening up and really diving deep on the meaning of surrender. It healed something in me. And I feel empowered in a new way. A rejuvenating way.

#Healing