So, I get an instant message from the hubz: "I have a message for you from the universe. It came to me while I was in the shower"
This may not be odd for you or I. Personally, I get messages in the shower all the damn time. I blame being an Aquarius. Me and water? Like, well, a fish and water! Though, I'm getting off topic! Basically, Ryan doesn't get messages from the universe and certainly not ones for me! And since he's not the lying type (a big part of what I love about him! total honesty 24-7, no ifs ands or buts!), I believe him!
This whole message from the universe is especially funny because I think the universe is pissed I've stopped calling it back :) So now it's calling him! The message he got to tell me was "Decide to stop living fearfully." That is my big bad, the huge thing that I just can't fathom dealing with right now. This whole LA thing has kicked it into high gear. I'm so stressed and fearful, i've developed asthma, something i haven't had since I was a kid. My ego is feeding me all the ways this can go horribly wrong. I know, consciously, reasonably, that everything will be fine, but right now, I'm totally petrified. Trying to release on a daily basis, but it seems to like hanging out on my shoulder. My ability to meditate has gone to shit because it's constant ego chatter right now that will not be quiet. I'd been holding it together for Ryan's sake, knowing he's got enough stuff going on but last night it just broke. I sobbed out all of my fears. They're still with me now, but now he knows so he can give me support. And I say them here now, hoping that shining a light on them will help me see them for what they truly are, my ego trying to get me to play small the way it always has.
I'm afraid that I'm going back to what I see of as my old life. I'm afraid that I'll go back into the competition of being in LA with friends heavily in the fashion scene. I'm afraid that seeing my ex will bring up big bad shit I thought was long gone. I'm afraid that I'll lose traction. I'm afraid that, as with the other situations with the other men in my life, mo' money will mean mo' problems. That all of our debt and money issues will chase us there. That more money will require less time with my best friend.
It calls up my self-worth issues. It reminds me that I can be a king maker (this is now the second person I've dated who started making mad money after I got serious about them) but that I can't do the same for myself. It reminds me that, no matter how giving Ryan is, no matter how much he tells me that it's untrue, I see that money as his money and not mine or ours, so I will not be able to spend it without beating the hell out of myself over it. I will try to hoard it. I will penny pinch and stress over an arbitrary number. This will take me to the point of being sick.
So, now I think it's time for me to go take a shower and try to get back in contact with my ~ing. A friend once asked me what my favorite flower was. I told her a lily. She asked me why. My response was "because they're so big and open! Why?" "Because," she says. "In my experience, people's response to that question is the thing that tells them MOST what they want".
I know who I am. I am that lily. The fear and my ego gets in the way. They make me small and closed. Now I just need to find the bravery to fight. I can change all of this and I must to be truly free.
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