I have had simultaneously the best and the worst week ever. I kept trying to figure out what was going on, what was I doing wrong? It haunted me, kept me awake at night, kept creeping into my thoughts pestering me while i tried to let go, while I tried to move past it. This ongoing series of unfortunate events had left me confused and hurt and feeling very much helpless and alone, and all I could do was try to let go but every time I tried to let go it seemed something else would happen, like my car breaking down, AGAIN. The Universe was trying to tell me something and this something was very real, and very pressing and I could not put my finger on what it was. And then standing near the Stone Circle on Saturday Night of Faerieworlds watching the Fire Ritual it came to me. I can no longer sit back and be a bystander in my own life. While I have little control over the world around me, and I must allow myself forgiveness for that which is beyond my ability to control, I must take responsibility. There is never an excuse for me to not take responsibility for the result of that which happens by chance. From my declining health to my phone being stolen, to my car breaking down, there is a part of me that allowed, not for it to happen in the first place, but the effect it had on me and the aftermath. I can no longer afford to be my own worst enemy. I can no longer allow myself to be a victim in the face chance, I must become a warrior and no less. If this means giving up every moment of my free time while I organize my life and create something better, I must be willing to make that sacrifice.
Posted on: Tue, 29 Jul 2014 00:44:42 +0000
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