Iâm doing something I would have never imagined a few years ago.
Iâve always been a rational thinker and very judgmental of spirituality, I found it ridiculous...
Until...
My perception of subtle realms opened.
I didnât seek it out, it just naturally developed, and in a way, it imposed itself on me, but with evidence.
âš I finally feel like Iâm in the right place.
This reality, which the old me judged or even disparaged, makes infinitely more sense to me than the reality I lived in before.
đ The world, life, finally makes sense.
đ My presence on Earth finally makes sense.
And yet, parts of me are still struggling, clinging a bit to the past.
Thereâs a grieving process.
I have to let go of a "normal" job, of "normal" conversations when people ask me what I do with my life.
But again, itâs the old me who judges and projects...
I, who used to love being invisible, now feel like Iâll always stand out because of who I am.
Before, I was happy with others but unhappy with myself, a master chameleon, blending in everywhere đââïž
Today, Iâm happy with myself but uncomfortable with others.
But Iâm finding my place, or at least taking my place with more confidence.
Youâve seen it, havenât you?
What a month September has been đ„đ„âš
I simply have to grieve what I had envisioned for my life, which was influenced by my environment and society.
I have to let go of a version of Maude and everything she was going to experience.
I have to let go of what I was not, of what I am not.
đ„ I am completely and fully being reborn to myself.
Without half-measures, without self-judgment.
I am me.
I must be.
Simply.
I want to be.
A year ago, I was literally trembling when I had to speak on a Zoom call, hiding my shaking hands on my lap.
Six months ago, it was unthinkable for me to share what Iâm sharing today.
I had such a fear of being judged and rejected, mainly by those close to me.
Iâve always felt like the black sheep, the ugly duckling.
And now Iâm a happy ugly duckling! đŠđ
Dare I say I finally realized Iâm a swan and not a duck? đŠą
Truthfully, Iâm a dragon in the making đ, but I whisper that very quietly, do not repeat it...
⥠An invitation to explore within yourself: which version of you are you struggling to let go of? What old projections of the future are you unable to grieve, so that you can fully step into the new chapter waiting to unfold?