My soul chose to practice experiencing what it’s like to distrust and doubt it’s Knowing over the last few months. It was painful, it was scary, it was “keep me up at night” confusing.
Few people would put the words "give up" next to me. Probably because I'm not a quitter. But that doesn't mean that sometimes I don't have the urge to just give up.
Whether it's relationships, a project, a job, or a city where I lived, I've wanted to walk away and give up many times. To let go of dreams I had. To let go of principals I care about. And 2016 is no exception.
There's seeing truth and then there's standing in truth. How often have you finally seen the truth in a situation, but then nothing changed? Why? Because it's safe. It's familiar. And dare I say, because we don't want to own the new information. We don't want to take responsibility. We don't want to stand in the Truth.
Confession time. I've been playing small lately. Falling into this pattern that I do to hold myself from breakthroughs, growth, and new horizons in my life. I go there because it feels safe. Like a monastery in a forrest and my meditation practice. Playing safe feels like a cocoon I could stay in forever. Or at least that's the story my mind tells me.
In this addition of Joy Tip Wednesday I'm exploring how I show up for myself in the stickiest of times...the middle. I've been reading the brilliant work Rising Strong from Brene Brown this past week and she helped me realize something. I hate middles. I want them to end. And my mind wants life to get on already and get over "the middle" of everything.