This past weekend I was chatting with a girlfriend about going out Saturday night alone, and heard myself saying “It scares the $hit out of me (and yet rationally I know it’s no big deal) so that means I have to do it. I’m meant to do it.” I found the courage to do it, despite the girl at Sephora who sold me (a woman wearing absolutely no makeup or jewelry at the time) a pair of feathered eyelash art. I drew heavily on the power that one other person in my life recently thought I was exactly the type of person who comfortably went out alone on a regular basis. I can assure you, I was not. Until I did, Saturday night.
I ended up crossing paths with people I knew, and met a whole bunch of new people, and had a FABULOUS time indeed. I learned so much about myself by observing the voice in my head and all the amazing excuses and reasons that almost kept me at home, almost had me leaving early, almost had me tanking my evening.
Now I feel like a free bird! Not only do I feel the power and freedom in going anywhere I want anytime, regardless of whether or not I have company to join me, I also know that the voice inside my head telling me I’m too tired, I’m too busy, yeah that voice – that one is a liar and a coward. I know who I am, and tired and too busy is not it. I am love. I am a physical expression of love. It is a blessing to be able to share that love with others. There is tremendous power in finding the courage to confront a fear, take action regardless of the wonderful reasons I may have for not taking action, and to fully embrace the freedom that lies on the other side by enjoying the moment, honouring my courage and letting my love flow as presence.
Blessings,
Pamela
