It’s so nice when things are going well, coming together so seamlessly, so effortlessly, so splendidly…we forget what it feels like to face resistance. We forget that we can, that we totally got this, that we actually get through it 100% of the time…or, we wouldn’t be standing here now.
This morning, I woke up really bummed out about a couple job opportunities not playing out how I liked. I called my friend because I was feeling all kinds of emo & lost about it…& she gave me exactly what I needed…a big verbal slap in the face. Friend told me to that I’ve been through this before, and that whenever I’m ready, I’ll get through it again. She told me to stay in bed & not let my feet touch the ground until I’d made the decision to be a fighter…and so I did just that.
I sat with my feet dangling over the edge of my bed until I was ready…ready to work, to make moves.
With a cloudy head & my feet so desperate to touch the ground…I worked through it.
Just because things falls away, it doesn’t mean they’ve fallen apart.
I woke up this morning feeling lost as fuck…but, if we don’t get a little lost every now & then…
well, how do we get to find ourselves?
Happy happy Monday!