Offering Luminaries A Place to Cultivate
Enjoy A Little Peace & Ease
While on Your Journey to Become
Who You are Meant to Be....
My inner critics name is Esmerelda, “Melda” for short. She has been around sharing her opinions with me for as long as I can remember. Most of the time she shares the exact right words to keep me out of harms way. Her harsh tone prompting me to stretch and reach for my heartfelt desires. Melda has never mastered the art of choosing loving words to express herself. She has been my mental and emotional drill sergeant refusing to let me forget my wishes. Although, I believe her prodding comes from a truly loving place.
----Lately, I have noticed that our conversations have been off....
Disappointment cycles through all our lives. No one escapes feeling sadness in retrospect of family, work or friends. Most of us have a natural tendency to complain when these feelings enter our experience. We all embrace the unavoidable resentment when the flaming ball of goo arrives. Especially when the stickiness refuses to dissolve, hanging on longer than we wish. Perhaps, instead of struggling to wash clean the message we can instead enjoy a conversation with our soul or inner self— to reconnect with relief.
A recent conversation with my deepest self unfolded like this…
Time and Time again.... life has proven that the only control we have is how we feel in each given moment. Prioritizing how you feel will help navigate the sometimes unpredictable workplace environment. Although this is very sage advice, not always easy to achieve.
It was early on a Monday morning and I was still sending “I trust you prayers” into the air at regular intervals. I was proud of how I was connecting to the universe and feeling strong.
---Then an expectation bomb blew my armour off.
I would guess that you have at least once sat down and pounded out an angry email and pushed send. Especially when it feels as if the author has thrown their words at around without thought of their consequence. Myself, when I am the recipient of hate email, I find that my breathing shallows and my fingers move with extra force while my mind races at super sonic speeds. I become determined to make the sender understand their transgression.
Living in a very small home has required that I come to terms with my dust elephants (aka dust bunnies). We rent the cutest small house that unfortunately does not have the proper air exchange unit. I never knew how important an air system was until I started to battle the dirt and four years later, I have learned to live with it, mostly.
Standing on my couch in deep clean mode, duster in hand I brushed across the top of my window frame, and a new elephant herd was unleashed. I laugh now, but when we first moved into this space, I would get really upset. I had equated a clean home, with my self-worth. Making the visible dust growing hour by hour a regular aggravation. My inner mean girl was always screaming reminding me of my incompetence.
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