Last Saturday morning I beat myself up. I didn’t feel good enough to do the work. Honestly? After over 30 KAZAM! professional years… and I don’t feel good enough???
I compared myself with someone quieter and less ‘out there’ than me. Her good – me bad.
As much as logic told me ‘difference’ is something to appreciate, I felt like doodoo par excellence… Time to do ‘THE WORK.’ Sat quietly doing that with my journal.
I felt VERY TEARFUL SAD. I also felt that old disassociative nightmare NUMBED OUT and DEADENED. No energy. No ooomph.
SHIT! The power of that old lie, that ‘not good enough belief,’ to castrate me AND my divine feminine cojones.
I peeled back the layers of that crap layer after layer, zapping away at its toxic nonsense. Limiting belief consequences after limiting belief consequences. SLAMDUNK!
Then, like a smack across my face, I GOT IT…
I AM FIERCE IN THE WORK!
I AM A FECKING WARRIOR for my own soul’s work, my truth, my magnificence. AND, because of that, I AM A FECKING WARRIOR for YOUR SOUL’S WORK, YOUR TRUTH, YOUR MAGNIFICENCE.
DOUBLE BOLLOCKS to not being good enough!
I can be FIERCE in the work. I can be GENTLE in the work.
WITH ME ANYTHING BUT ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE! <3
Love to you…