I could barely breathe.
I could barely breathe.
My lungs hurt.
Of my decision. Weighing in my body.
Do you mean it.
Are you ready.
Are you sure.
Or will you break under the pressure. Change your mind.
Go back to playing small.
Will you agree with the potentiality that everything is always working out for you.
That you will be quickly healed.
That this is not a setback.
That this is merely the moment where you decide that nothing ever gets to stop you again.
The beginning of the most amazing adventure.
The most success you’ve ever seen.
The first day of the rest of your life.
Or will you.
As you have always done.
For a moment.
For a breath.
For a season.
Will you run down the rabbit hole of fear.
The carnival of possibilities laid out all around you.
That it will get worse. You won’t be able to breath. You’re loosing your voice.
You’ll end up sick for weeks.
The money will stop.
The Clients will leave.
You will fail. Again.
Why do you even bother. Who do you think you are. What did you think was going to happen.
You can’t hold it.
I told you.
It’s too much.
You’re not enough.
You don’t have the energy.
It will always bury you.
And on. And on. And on.
All of these are possible in the real of the spirit. In the supernatural. In the quantum.
We choose our reality.
We can grab onto any of them. At any moment and ride the wave.
The wave of despair. Fear. Hopelessness.
The wave of joy. Freedom. Possibility. Success.
They are all equal. All possible. All waiting.
For you to decide.
It’s not about having faith without having fear.
It’s about allowing both to exist within you at the same time.
It’s about feeling. Allowing. Holding all of it.
Who gets to drive the car.
I choose faith.
Fear can ride along with me. She can tell me her stories. She can show me her wave.
And I can say thank you. I hear you. I love you.
Now go play.
I’ve got this.
We’re ok. Everything’s ok. Everything is going to be ok.
I choose potential. I choose possibility. I choose power.
I choose magic.
I choose to step more and more into my truth every day.
To share my message with the world.
To trust that it lands exactly where it’s supposed to.
To play full out. To go all in.
To do the unsexy work.
To learn. To love. To grow. To heal.
To be the example.
To live the life I’m here for.
No. Matter. What.
This is my moment.
This is what I decide.
This is my decision.
What is yours.
I see you. I believe in you. And you don’t have to do this alone.