Sometimes you don’t know which decision is based in fear or intuition.

But whenever you’re at a crossroads of not knowing which is which, it’s an invitation to explore this decision slower than your fear thinks is appropriate.

We finding our way, parts. I am proud of us for continuing to have the courage to fumble our way around in the dark.

I must let go of the grandiose fantasies just as much as the negativity and self-doubt, because both are toxic.

And because both must be released so I can actually live what is mine to live.

One day, this new birth is going to grow up to bear much fruit. But in the right way and in the right time.

Patience.

Damn…I’ve crossed a threshold. It’s still fresh but…which each cycle of crossing the threshold deeper and closer-in, I can’t go back.

There is only moving forward.

(I’m proud of you, parts.)

I still have my finger on the pulse of what is mine to live.

All I need is to have the courage to continue to live it.

It feels good to live and dance in my magic. I’m getting better at fanning my own flames.

And here we are…already living today.

I’m curious to see how we choose to live it.

I am SO PROUD of how I am letting Love meet me even here.

Even in this.
ESPECIALLY in this.

My guides: Go on, girl. Go have your meltdown. We’ll be here with you all the way through if you let us be.

What if being ordinary isn’t just for other people?

What if it’s for me, too?

What if I can let go of trying to change anything?

And just…participate in my ordinary life as it comes.

What if all this complexity is just a protection from being here and now?

My guides every day: “You’re enough, sweet Jordin. Just go be you. We’ll take it from there.”

Stop “fixing yourself” and just BE yourself.

Let yourself interface with life as you actually are.

You will build the skills and learn what you need to learn most efficiently the more intimate you become with life, others, and yourself.

Feeling your feelings = intimacy with yourself

Maybe I really am enough.

Maybe my past selves were shining brighter than they felt.

And maybe my future selves really will be able to handle all the problems I am worrying about.

And maybe this is just a part of how it feels to be alive. To FULLY live.

Just the constant sensation of walking on a knife’s edge.

And yet, I open even wider.

And I take the next step forward.