Heaven to hell and back again!
Have you ever experienced a fubar day?
I’m talking hours of back to back to back to back incidents of drama on multiple fronts!
But I’m here to tell you (holds head high)…ain’t a day from hell been tossed at this bitch that will break me.
You feel me?
I’ve been broken before and that shit simply will not be happening again.
So I survived yesterday's fubarity…went to bed, but not to sleep...and woke up this morning at 5 o’clock to reflect on the previous day (wince).
This bitch is a huge fan of inner work. I have to admit that the hardest thing for me to do is to be critical of my own ass (wink). But in the end it made sense. I can only live my life and at least I’m willing to address my shit that needs addressing.
I’ve worked hard at my inner work because I grew up in a house full of blame and lacking in personal responsibility. I witnessed the damage done to self and others as my mother spent hour after hour, day after day…we’re talking years, chil’ren…blaming everyone and anyone for the shit that went wrong in her life.
And if shit went great she took full and absolute credit…of course.
Well a bunch of challenging shit happened yesterday…and I survived to examine my role and my actions.
Not to take responsibility but to take my responsibility...and be a better bitch for it.
This bitch is thanking the Divine One for this fantabulous new day and for the ability to learn, adjust and evolve.
As we are liberated from our own fear our presence automatically liberates others. (Mandela)