The End is not what we think it is

Words I hear from friends

“You are so courageous. You are one of the bravest people I know”

“Char, I don’t know how you do it.”

“When life is so hard, when I’m hurting so bad, I always think about you Char and what you would do”.

I’ve had to think about the answer because I don’t consciously know my own process. Spiritual power gifts expansive wingspan and I can just take off and glide. It just is. Other times I get overwhelmed and have a freak out too. So I rest a bit, take a few steps, rest a bit, then find my rhythm and take off.

Putting more thought, part of the answer comes from I was born this way. I’m a curious explorer. I wonder a lot. As a 5yo I had little notebooks filled w drawings, thoughts and questions. So many questions. Still do.

Another part of the answer comes from cultivation and developing my relationship w the Unknown as a survival response to the intensity of fear and uncertainty that I’ve experienced. I had to find a new way to Be. Because the old way wasn’t working and boy does my body let me know.

As a teen I believed that when you let go of one thing, something new and better will come. I’ve always found this so exciting and thrilling, it’s a source of natural highs for me. It’s also what my heart holds onto and provides grounding for me to step/walk/run towards The Invitation That Scares Me The Most. Wild. So wild.

Once you get there, I’ve discovered time and time again that’s where expansion, more joy, bountiful gifting reside. You learn more about you, you reclaim more of you. It’s the stories we tell ourselves or have been told to us are what hold us back. And those stories aren’t true.

Really, the end is never what you think it is. It’s actually another new beginning. Another new exciting adventure. And that my friends is so sexy.

Sunday Love,

Charmaine x

Melbourne 07.11.2021