Follow Up to I’m On The Edge and What A Difference A Day Makes
First, I would like to thank you all for the outpouring of love after my, I’m On The Edge post. I would also like to thank you for the utter acceptance of the type of post it was – something different than my usual. I used my ‘Notes’ app in my iPhone and spoke the words to text, edited, then copy and pasted them into WordPress. I was done in less than five minutes and it was real and raw and vulnerable and I got chills when I posted it.
Thank you for receiving it/me with such absolute acceptance and love.
You have been with me since the beginning of this journey called The Beautiful You Project, thank you for that as well. We’ve grown together, laughed together, cried together, made better choices when we knew better, and we have a greater appreciation for the little things in life that add up to be BIG. What the I’m On The Edge post showed me was that we have built a community here together, that we have each other’s backs, that we care about each other, and care deeply… and how beautiful is that!
I was having a hard couple of days, not feeling myself. You know that feeling I mean, when something is off, like you’re about to get a cold, and you’re more open, and raw, and vulnerable and you cry for no apparent reason and you can’t really stop, and you don’t know why? That kind of feeling. And of course, there is no cold in sight, it’s just the Universe’s loving way of saying, “Heeellllllooooo, time to check in with yourself, doll.”
And so you call you’re your girlfriend and she gives you permission to have an “off” day. And you go, “Ohhhhhhhh, that’s right, I am allowed to feel whatever it is I’m feeling, even if it’s uncomfortable, even if I can’t label it.” So, I poured myself a glass of wine and sat with the feeling for a while, and then made the decision to do something about it. Writing has always been my key tool to shifting my energies, hence my post, I’m On The Edge.
I’m telling you this because maybe you need permission too, to just feel what ever it is you are feeling. Maybe you need a gentle nudge to get up off the couch (literally or figuratively) and find that outlet that will help you shift the energy so you too can move more easily through the feeling, instead of sinking into it.
Believe me, my intention was not to post the words initially, I just needed to get them OUT. And by getting them out, there was release, and the release created room for another feeling, hope. And then hope created room for joy and gratitude and the awareness that ‘this too shall pass.’
I have a T-shirt I bought from Teespring (check them out, they’re really cool: www.teespring.com) that reads, “Inhale Love, Exhale Gratitude,” and so I sat with that mantra for a bit and the energy shifted. I was on the other side of “the ick.”
The next morning, I was running with my students for our PE lab and by the second lap, I felt a lightness of being come over me, hence that day’s post, What A Difference A Day Makes. Also, running and taking that short video reminded me writing is no longer the only tool I have these days to shift my energy—I can always go running.
So, to all My Beauties, I want to thank you for the community you have created with me. I want to give you permission to have an “off” day (or three, or how ever many you need so you can then move through and out of “the ick.”)
It is my hope by sharing my process you can see there is a way through it ~ sometimes it’s just a matter of sitting with the feeling and allowing yourself to feel whatever the fuck you feel. Sometimes it’s just a matter of making a decision to do something different, anything different, and in the choosing and the doing, the energy shifts.
Do whatever works for you that is the point.
So, here’s to being a little kinder to yourself, a little more loving, to remember that ‘this too shall pass,’ to practice breathing in love and breathing out gratitude.
Here’s to LIFE.
I love you all so much. Thank you for being there for me. Please remember to be there for yourself as well.
Blessings always and in all ways,