The turn of a new month & the entry into a new life.
Once more I stand on the threshold of the unknown. Belief is my new gravity. The binding force, the grounding essence. Unshakeable and undeniable in its entirety.
Yesterday I resigned from my job. The truth of the matter was something I couldn’t deny any longer – it wasn’t me. I wasn’t happy. I was getting sick constantly and consistently – in body, in mind, in spirit, in soul. I tried to wear the absolute exhaustion like a badge of honour as everyone else does, but the badge was becoming too heavy for me to hold any longer.
The fact of the matter is that I am evolving into my true self day by day. I am seeing things in many different coloured lights. I can feel myself aligning, unfolding, unfurling, charging and connecting to everything including my destiny and it’s partnered journey. My job wasn’t allowing it to happen – in fact, most of the time I felt like 2 people living dual lives pulling so far away from each other that I felt like I was being torn in two.
Here’s to the courage that is guiding me into the jungle of the as-yet unknown. More than ever before, I believe that everything is falling into place for me. More and more I am being presented with synchronicities in my daily life that reassure me that I am on a trajectory to my ultimate self.
I saw it the other day.
A single-level house, almost square in its design. The entirety of the house was dark stained wood, framed by a porch that wrapped around the entire exterior. The house itself sits at the base of a sharp-peaked mountain covered in dense lush jungle. The mountain’s incline so steep that to trace your eyes to the top would be akin to gazing directly upward towards the heavens.
I can’t explain it but I’ve been there before.
This is my home. Although the photograph I saw only detailed the exterior, I can see exactly what the inside of the house looks like in my minds eye. I can feel the loss of humidity on my skin as the breeze caresses it, before picking up the ends of my salt encrusted strands in a slow, melodious dance. Light birdsong is delivered to my ears in a whisper, straight from the dense harmonious jungle. I’m there in the evening time and I can feel it so strongly it’s like a reverse deja-vu.
I know one day I’m going to realize I’m in this exact moment and smile. It can’t go any other way. It’s my home, my place, somewhere I have been in my dreams too many times for it to not be the absolute truth. And so I surrender to whatever path will lead me there, for-
It is only up to you to decide what you want.
It is not up to you to decide how you will arrive there.
And so surrender entirely, and believe.