Bloom Where You Are Planted


This statement has really hit home for me in the recent months. I've been trying more and more to accept my experience exactly as it is - something that has been very difficult for me in the past years. I have always been someone who has strived for excellence, to hit the next level, keep achieving. That sort of life can be very exciting but also very exhausting, as there is always something to achieve, always a level to hit. I didn't give up achieving or being excellent, but I did become more intentional about accepting everything in my life, not trying to change it, not trying to make it something different. Instead, trusting that if it has appeared, it is because it was supposed to. And instead of resisting it with emotion, or preference, I've learned to let it flow right through me. 

An example of this has been health. In the recent months, both my kids and I have almost gotten sick multiple times. And by almost I mean, we begin to get symptoms - never turning into anything full blown. At the beginning of the year, I made an intention to begin to work on my own healing powers -something we all have access to. I believe in my own power as a creator, but I wanted to take it a step further and heal myself and my family. 

Ask and you shall receive. This year we've already had run in's with different "bugs" and I've been treating them all the same - a technique that worked for me when I was feeling like I was coming down with something, and I've been using it ever since. The crazy thing is that it has been working, and I've been getting so connected it's almost nuts. 

Let me explain. So let's use a past example. A few months ago, during the time of the flu outbreak- I began to hear stories of the flu everywhere. One day, I got brought down to my knees by something that appeared to be flu-like. I felt feverish, chills, pain in my body, and instantly I became "couched". I remember being so terrified because I started to think of my newborn and missing work, and everything that could potentially happen if I got sick with the flu for weeks, as so many people I had talked to had been. But then something happened. I remembered something. Oh shit. That's right. I am the motherfucking Universe! I can make anything I want happen. I can create my own reality. 

So intuitively I began to connect to the alleged virus in my body. Instead of resisting it, fearing it, panicking, I sent it love. I told it I was sorry on behalf of humanity for people being so afraid of it, not seeing it for the divine being it was. (If you don't see God in all, you don't see God at all, right?) This little bugger was a part of me, and me of it. Oneness. I started to understand that it didn't know any better. It was programmed to survive. I saw an innocence within it. And I know it sounds nuts, but I deeply connected to it. Like it was a part of the Universe. BECAUSE IT IS!!

And guess what happened next?? Poof. It was gone. I got up off the damn couch minutes later like nothing had ever happened. 

I know what you're thinking. Yeahhhh right. Ok I thought so too. Until I did it again. And again. And again. With pains, and aches and eyes, and shoulders, and stomachs. I did it to myself, my daughter, my son. 

So yeah. We are pretty magnificent. Able to heal. Able to bloom. Accept it. You're amazing. Trust, allow. It's all right here for you.