Returning
Reconnecting with parts of myself
It’s been quite a while since I sat down to write, and I know one of the last things I wrote on Medium was about this same theme.
I’ve been blocking and stopping myself from sharing my writing. Not entirely consciously, though I want to get these words out, in hopes I can find some greater sense of understanding and accountability.
Why have I been stopping myself from writing? To be honest, I am not too sure.
I have a list of many reasons why I have been too busy to write, though none of them are good reasons, really they’re excuses. Deep down, I know I have been pushing my creative urges away and purposefully ignoring the call to sit down and write.
In moments I feel surges of inspiration, I let myself explore these ideas in my mind, I allow my thoughts to carry me to beautiful places and interesting lands, and then I get back to real life.
There is something so magical about sharing my thoughts and expressing myself through words, something so illuminating about it that I have begun to finally ask why again.
Why do I stifle this calling, this light in me?
Why do I so easily let life carry me back to the needs of the everyday when I wish to share my souls truth?
Why do I struggle so much with this?
I know I am not alone in this inner struggle.
The world bombards us with messages of what we should be doing with our time and what we should be wanting in our lives. Our dreams that light us up inside are often scoffed at as being childish pipe dreams that we need to grow up from especially if they don’t fit neatly into a certain box.
But healing, learning and growing in life has brought me closer to these dreams, not further away from them. Growing continues to show me with more clarity than ever before that I need to nurture and care for these things that light me up. I need to protect these precious parts of myself and continue to grow them into being a part of my tangible reality.
Parts of my life have already been sprinkled with this magic dust too. I see tangible parts of my life that have transformed before my eyes from all the work I have done on myself and the discipline and inner strength I have found.
Life is a powerful mirror for me everyday, and lately, it has been showing me all I need to see. I have tried to cover my eyes at times out of exhaustion and at times fear, but no longer can I ignore what the messages in my life have been telling me.
People messengers have been sent to me, and I have witnessed myself as a messenger for others at the same time. The universe wants us all to share our unique gifts with the world. Life wants us to express the essence of life through our beings, and what this looks like is unique to everyone.
I have become caught up in adapting. Once again, here I am.
Although this time I am deeply grateful for this opportunity to return to self. To find myself once more doing what I love and loving what I do.
I am profoundly amazed by the ways the universe has assisted me to get to this moment in time. This moment now, as I sit and pour out my truth and express myself. Through the people and messages life continues to send me, through the very nature of love, I am grateful and humbled.
In the darkness sometimes the self-doubt creeps back in. In the spaces I am needed to tune in and give generously of myself, I sometimes forget to nurture my connection to life. This is one of my most profound lessons in this lifetime- To really understand to my core that I am here to do what I love and that this is the biggest way I can contribute to the world.
I do not need to go against myself to do this. Yet the path of least resistance is still hazy with a bit with fear, a lot of the thick fog of the past has been cleared though. Now I know I must continue to put one foot in front of the other and keep doing what I am doing and being who I want to be.
As I let this understanding sink in, I know I am in the midst of another big growth spurt. I know the sadness of stopping writing for some time also gets to be the celebration of the rediscovery of myself in this space again. It gets to be a gift to myself, joyous that I am once again acknowledging and nurturing myself in this light.
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