You are the tipper…the one who pours the beauty out of others.
Sip the deliciousness!
Dependence Day
Today I celebrate my free will and the ability I have to care for myself and live as I choose.
Today I celebrate my dependence.
My dependence on my self.
My dependence on my feelings to be raw, true, and guiding but not ruling.
My dependence on my mind to judge risk, reward, and my ultimate well-being in every decision I make.
My dependence on my body to tell me when I am making good decisions.
My dependence on my judgment and confidence to not always need to control the outcome.
My dependence on my ability to allow you to have your opinion and me to have mine.
Today I will have such great dependence that I will not need to assert my independence.
The Real Heal
You can’t fake healing. It’s gotta come from the heart, filled with love and kindness and an unconditional knowing you are worthy of wellness.
You must believe that you are worthy of wellness…always you are worthy of wellness.
Growing with Grace
It’s not in the mistakes that we make where our lessons have value, but in how we recover.
Recovery without backwards glances laced with accusations, excuses or judgment is growth. Growth is the ultimate form of healing.
Healing is recovery made good by grace, love, and kindness.
Shining Around the Clouds
Today, my minimum is the maximum.
There is no need for justification, explanation, or guilt around whether I can do more or less.
I will not get tangled in clouds of judgment or inadequacy. It is enough that I am here, right now.
The clouds will part and I will shine just fine as I just do the minimum, because that is my maximum.
My Story
There is a story in my body – a story of joy and a story of suffering, a story imprinted in my flesh of adopted beliefs and weathered patterns of being.
I have a belief. My body records it. With devotion to my higher good, my body informs me of my ways. It unfailingly wears my happiness, fears, pain, doubt, informing me through these tissues and bones in service to my heart, all knowing, all seeing.
My body hears my heart calling for a change in that belief, so it demonstrates the belief in physical form in order for me to transform it…on the physical level, the thinking level, the feeling level, the being level.
I pause to listen to the advice of this worn vessel and then almost as soon as I acknowledge the pattern in the body, the beliefs begin to dissolve, reshaping my existence, restoring my wellness.
The body lets go of tension, no longer gripping to accommodate the familiar. The battering patterns melt away, initiating a flow of healing…through the body, into the heart.
the threshold of acceptance
In order for me to heal, restore and recover, I must openly accept where I am right now. As I meet myself in that neutral space, I dissolve any sense of separation. I relax into the unknown. I allow my experience to unfold in its own uniqueness as the subtle essence of myself. There is no room for resistance here. There is nothing to attach to.
Here is simply where I am. Here I find the opening… the starting point for change.
