May 24, 2013
I live under the assumption that there is no such thing as a coincidence in this world.
Everything is finely planned out.
Now I know depending on how I am thinking about this and the workings of the Universe I could debate you — or me on this, but let’s just go with this thought today…
Everything is part of the grande plan.
With that assumption, let’s talk about my apartment.
It’s real small.
Really, really small.
At least according to me, and I’m the one who’s writing this blog – so there you go…
It’s really small.
And when I first moved in here, it was with my ex. Super duper small for two people. I don’t know how other people in my complex do it. I need my space.
Anyway, I guess I had a lot of stuff.
I do have a lot of stuff.
And a long time ago, when I was in the middle of another one of my moves here in Florida — which by the way, I’ve been down here for 3 years and have moved 4 times. That’s a lot of moving for 3 years time.
And wow, I just realized, it was this time 3 years ago that I moved down here.
Wow. This time of year is always so active for me, moving and upleveling wise.
So someone — someone spiritual — had said to me that when you move a lot it means that you need to release things.
The Universe is helping you release.
And I told her at that time I didn’t have much as it was, so I didn’t really know what she was talking about – since when I moved here from NJ, I didn’t bring much at all.
In any event, over the years I’ve gathered. Not loads, but still, I collect. Things. Not really sure what it is I have… at this point it’s clothes.
And although again I don’t have a lot of it… it needs to be released.
I’m going to go through that tomorrow.
Need to release a lot of it.
I don’t want it anymore.
All that clothing I wore as the old me. All the old thought patterns, I feel them, I hear them when I look at and pick up or put on each item.
I don’t want them anymore.
That’s not me anymore.
None of it.
I’m not anti-material stuff. I just don’t need most of it anymore.
This was all clothing I wore when I defined myself as a “small” person. A person who hid their light. A person who played it small. Who was afraid. Who was… whatever.
I don’t even know that girl anymore.
Big transformation over this time. I’d like to put a timeline on it, but I really don’t know.
I guess when I started this blog! That was back in October 2012.
That’s what I knew this blog would be. The me coming out. To help you, another lightworker, another person with a great mission step into their own too.
Step into their light and to be okay with shining… to be happy to shine. To be proud to shine.
I have made the transition. I am here now. A place where it feels more comfortable to be looked at, sharing, teaching, SHINING, than it does hiding, playing it small, being quiet.
I’ve done it — and this is just the beginning.
This weekend I release all the physical remains of that old me.
I don’t need them anymore.
They hold no energy hook on me.
Yes! I am happy.
I am here!