Right now in my life the world feels like it's spinning and not just like normal spinning but like before it started to spin faster the Universe walked over and flipped the whole god damn globe and shook it and THEN set it on FAST MODE spin. Yeah, like that. And the tighter I held on the more I seemed to lose my grip. It's when I decided to let go and find my focal point that I realized I was ok. And sometimes being ok is exactly just right.
Life isn't about always being happy. Life isn't about always being successful. Life isn't about getting it all right. Life isn't about always having your shit together. Life is about LIVING. Every single time something gets f*cked up and you feel like nothing will every be ok again, ask WHY. Not why is this happening to me, but WHY do I keep going. In your why you find your joy. In your why you find your purpose. In your why you find all that other shit; drama, hate, greed...it falls away. It doesn't mean it disappears, it means it quits f*ckin with your head and the reason you choose WHY to LIVE.
WHY do you want to live?
WHY do you love?
WHY do you want to create?
WHY do you want to be you?
Ask these why questions. All the rest of those why questions of why is this happening to me...why do I even go on...why does bad shit happen to me...that shit right there is playing the mother fuckin victim. That leads to the land of fuckin nowhere. That's saying the reason of WHY you are here isn't enough. Fuck that shit.
So, yeah, life isn't all peachy and roses and unicorns and rainbows (though I do love me a Maui rainbow kine day). Life is here to be lived. We grieve, we scream, we get mother fuckin angry, we flip the tables, we say no to what doesn't work.
We keep going.
If you knew the underbelly of life you might ask me why DO you keep going. MY WHY is because I love me...I love my children...I love the people in my life...I love the Earth...I love connecting with ALL of it...I love sex...I love riding the waves of the ocean...I love singing my heart song...I love breathing...I love dancing naked under the moonlight...I love snuggle my youngest to my breast as she falls asleep...I love dancing to the rhythms that move me...I love eating amazing food...I love butter...I love my dreams...I love my words...I love.
My why is enough to carry me through the dark shit because the dark is where I see my light. The dark is where I turn the shit into glorious compost. And compost is POWERFUL because when you plant your seeds they GROW. Why dream if it doesn't manifest and grow?
So, if you are going through it and you feel the density of your life know that you are not alone and the Universe doesn't want you to fail. You are a mother fuckin adventurer. When your world has been flipped, shaken, possibly even flattened to damn near nothing...LET GO. Find your focal point within yourself and FEEL and KNOW your WHY. Your why will carry you. Your why says I AM enough and I AM mother fuckin staying right here to take up space so if you don't like it MOVE.
Shared with much love,