"Fuuuck, who am I?"
Why is this such a hard question sometimes? Why do we forget so easily?
I’ve just gone through a massive shedding process. Everything I thought to be true has been questioned - my relationship to my body, my relationship to food, where I live, what home mean to me, who am I in relationships.
I’m not sure who I am on the other side of this wild portal yet. Answers can’t be demanded. They can only be revealed. And sometimes not at all.
But I do know I am honoring this messy process. It requires time. It requires space.
I can tell you what I’m committing to:
I am committed to living with an open heart.
I am committed to opening my heart to the current of infinite love.
I am committing to my heart that I will love it even when it feels hurt.
I am committed to speaking my truth.
I am committed to releasing stagnant energy.
I am committed to clearing self-judgement.
I am committed to my own erotic sexual energy.
I am committed to releasing “all or nothing” thoughts.
I am committed to co-creating with the magic in my womb.
What are you committing to right now?