Fear or love... always your choice....

There are SO many times where I would have preferred to choose the fear based route.

To stay small and familiar and comfortable.

Where I pretended to myself that it wasn't really fear driving my resistance to change but that I was merely being sensible and responsible.

The thing is, you can't kid your body.

It full well knows when you are hiding from the truth of what you really want and who you really are.

Those niggles grow, your heart tugs, your tummy constricts.

Things feel off.

To come out of hiding from ourselves is scary.

Not as scary as spending a lifetime trying to numb it.

One of the questions that has brought the most change for me is .... What is the bravest thing you could admit to yourself right now?

And as the admission comes... so does a flood of fear, discomfort and self-doubt.

However, the way I have come to see it is those emotions are showing us we are on to something.

So often we claim we want these magical and big things and the Universe responds.

It brings us endings. It brings us people. It brings up signs.

We ask for something BIG and the Universe removes everything that is getting in the way of you having it.

But when the dust from the debris settles something truer exists in it's place.

Something magical.

And for me, that's exactly what I came here for.