A New Me.
Every day. A new opportunity. To start again. To be a new me. The me that I want to be.
This is the power of self awareness. Literally being Self aware. So much so, you absolutely know that you hold the key. You are the key to your own happiness. To your freedom.
A path, a road, a journey I have been taking consciously for a while now. A path once chosen, that beyond a certain point, there is no turning back.
I have an image of scales in my mind. Traditional scales of the weighing kind. It’s like at some point the weight on one side reaches a point that there is no counterweight available. No possible way to come back.
And this is especially interesting for me, since I definitely fell back asleep after my first awakening. Perhaps something I’ll share with you another day.
For now. I am here. Present. Aware. Centred in the here and now. And enJoYing the unfolding of what I can feel is coming. Burgeoning.
Transformation is occurring. Inside and out. And I can feel its approach. With a flutter of excitement. An anticipation of delight. An internal excitement like a thousand butterflies rising up.
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For there already is a knowing. A certainty. Of what is coming. The details may be hazy yet the flavour is definitely clear.
All that is required of me, is all that is ever required of me. An allowing. An allowing of myself to be the grandest version of me. That I can be. In any given moment.
This is the game. This is the practice. This is the choice.
The choice to choose me.
Again and again and again.
Not some version of me that someone else or the world wishes me to be.
The real me.
Behind the noise. Beyond all preconceptions.
Simply an allowing.
Of what was already there.
What was always there.
Waiting quietly.
For the right time.
The Divine time, of course…
Blessèd Be.
