wherever you are copyI’ve been wanting to write a new post here for several days. I would open up a “New Post page” and wait for inspiration to come. And wait. And wait. And wait some more. And yet nothing came. I felt like I was trying to force something rather than simply allowing myself to honor where I was.

I just wasn’t in a place where I felt that I could inspire and uplift and shine light. I’ve had a rough few days, to be completely honest – some of the lowest that I can remember in quite awhile. And every time I would come here to write, I would hear my soul say that the time wasn’t right. I wanted to have a new post up because that’s the way I always did it. That was the plan. I’m learning, though, that plans are oftentimes meant to be broken.

I shared a few days ago on Facebook that I received some less than positive lab tests about my adrenal fatigue, which felt completely deflating and disheartening. At the same time, I’ve been bracing myself for this month for the past year because it marks a year since my sweet dog-ter, Xena, passed away.

I could barely sleep for two nights in a row – tossing and turning and finding myself in some of the darkest places that I’ve visited in quite some time. I could feel myself spiraling downward and completely giving in to sadness and despair. I’ve spent the last several days crying harder than I have in months – releasing all of this pressure and strain and heartache and sadness that I’ve been carrying for so, so long. With each tear, I felt a little lighter – I felt like I was just a little bit closer to coming home to my soul.

Looking back now, it makes perfect sense why I couldn’t write. I needed that time to go within and process and heal and find my center again. I needed to focus inward rather than outward. I needed to fully experience the journey before I could share about the journey.

So I gave myself permission and space to fully immerse myself in this journey. And rather than offering love, I allowed myself to receive it. I asked for hugs and healing light, and they poured in so quickly and lovingly. And I remembered that it’s okay to step back from it all and simply be. It’s okay to let myself be wrapped in love rather than giving it all of the time. It’s okay to let others know that I’m hurting and feeling down and could use some extra TLC.

While there have been so many beautiful gifts that have arisen from this particular journey, the one that resonates the most in this moment is remembering that wherever we are is completely okay. 

Rather than beating myself up for feeling sad or for feeling weak or for feeling like I can’t perform in the way I used to be able to, I’m learning to instead see all of this (the grief, the fatigue, the feelings of powerlessness and despair) as a beautiful blessing and to honor them for helping me see exactly who I am and what I am and where I am why I am and how I am. Each of these emotions is helping to bring me home to me – to my true self. And so each of them is completely okay.

I love knowing that I don’t have to rush this process. I love knowing that I have all of the time in the world to sit with where I am and to honor it. I love knowing that each experience contains many nuggets of wisdom that I will keep with me forever. I love knowing that even in my darkest hours, I am still able to step away from it for a moment or two and remember how grateful I am for this experience. I love knowing that I am expanding into who I have always been and who I came here to be by allowing myself to feel each of these emotions rather than brush over them. I love knowing that I am surrounded by a beautiful love bubble of supportive friends who love me for me – who don’t put conditions around their love and who want nothing more than for me to be exactly where I am. I love knowing that no matter where I am and no matter how I feel, I am always perfectly okay. I love knowing that I am always part of a loving self and loving world and loving life.

We all go through these ups and downs – that’s part of our life experience. And what I would wish for each of us is to give ourselves permission to sit with these moments – slow them down and really honor them while we’re there. There is no need to rush through them simply because they are uncomfortable or because we feel that we don’t have time to examine them. We don’t have to judge ourselves for them but rather love ourselves extra because of them. The more we can honor where we are and really believe that wherever that is is truly okay, the fuller and deeper our life experience becomes.

And we definitely all deserve that. I know that for sure.

Hugs,

jodi

 

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