I was greeted this morning with several interesting posts and messages from various places and they all seemed to be telling the same story. The passage above, from author Sarah Drew immediately struck me as deeply important to reread, in detail, several times.
We are all evolving, or sometimes devolving, unfortunately. The willingness to let go and experience that re-birth is indeed to our benefit, yet it is completely counterintuitive to everything we are taught, especially as women. We live in a world of unprecedented opportunity to be who we want to be, yet, we are still in large part in the habit of looking to society to explain to us exactly who that is...
Stepping into uncertainty and that edge of oneself requires us to set aside our fears and our sadness. The shedding of skin and being is painful, after all. I mean, if it were not more people would do it more often and quite possibly the individual world would eventually be a less miserable place, right?
Answer first to your own. For so many of us the question of who am I anyway will be asked again and again. I'm not sure this is bad. It simply means we continue to evolve. I think as long as the question is answered each time by our own compass we are on the correct road.
So, if you think about it, just as I was contemplating not long ago in that our choices shape our daily life, which eventually shapes our overall patterns, which then eventually manifests into who and what we are.... A Potent Evolutionary Moment is every moment we make a choice in how to feel, how to react, how to go out into the world and BE.
I think, that what these snippets of soul-talk are telling me today is that more change is afoot, Gilly. This isn't strictly a feeling I'm getting from the universe, I have been advised in a veiled manner that the old world does not wait for she who builds a boat to explore the new...
We have to jump. We have to jump or we will be pushed into boxes and those boxes will become too small, held together by the tape of expectation and sameness. The cliff is sharp on the way down. We will be cut and we will bleed. The water is treacherous at times and we might be slammed again and again by our loneliness and our fear and the crushing possibility that it would be easier to conform. And then we have to swim. Because on the shore of our soul is a better version of ourselves FOR ourselves and the world in which we manifest our choices.
So, off to the edge I go. Sisters in arms please join me.