So I get it, I know what it’s like
To have gifts, and a deep desire to share them, and at the same time live inside the limitations of beliefs such as “No one will pay for this” “Who am I to charge for this?” “You can’t be spiritual and financially successful "Making money is evil”... In fact there’s a few other things we might have in common if you are still here now...
... I know what it is to feel like you could burst with love, are here for a joyful and abundant purpose and ready to take on the World in glorious technicolour one minute and then be floored by crushing powerless and helpless overwhelm the next, despairing over the simplest task thinking ‘what a mess I am making of my life- who am I kidding with these big dreams!?’...
... I know what it is to have gifts and insights that are not commonplace, valued or even particularly recognised by ‘normal’ society and feel frustrated that you don’t know how to be fully authentic and in your power...
... I know what it is to have such struggles with things most people find simple- things like forward planning, organising your desk, driving a car, scheduling, queuing, small talk, (and even, as a child, knowing my left from my right, or telling the time - hey, I was a ‘bum shuffler’ I didn’t even walk until 18 months and my mamma had to dress me permannetly in brown corduroy dungarees!)...
... I know what it is to be terrified to make an offer, go Live on Facebook, sell your work, hold your boundaries and speak your truth- and yet, also longing to impact millions of people with your message...
… I know what it is to hurt so deeply that you feel like it’s hard to be human and keep an open heart (I'mm super sensitive…ouch)...
... I know what it is to have a deep sense of shame about who you really are, like you're the weird kid, the odd one out, never really understood…
… I know what it is to be a mother, so deeply committed to raising your children with gentleness and kindness, and then the heartbreak when you find yourself snapping at them anyways because you feel stretched, tired and like you don’t have enough bandwidth to focus on your work but are torn by your need and desire to be there for them and juggle work with family...
... I know what it is to beg the Universe/God/Creator/Life/Source for a financial miracle, or for clarity of purpose, or for some clear direction and be bought to your knees over and over as you grow and let go and transform- again and again...
... I know what it is to be in unsupportive dynamics with the very people who are supposed to champion you and see you, but can’t and don’t so you're left full of self doubt and loneliness
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Until you can transform into who you are meant to become these limitations and stories can be a self-imposed prison.