There is an art to letting go. The more you practice it, the easier it gets, because you understand surrendering to the universe is the greatest grace you can afford yourself. It is the darkest yet most fertile time, this inner new moon, when everything grows anew. The more you release attachment, the more magnetic you become.
Lately I am learning more and more to trust in the universe, in divine timing, that there's a purpose for everything. Trust that you are held, you are protected, you are divinely guided, and that it's safe to release control. Surrender. Everything is unfolding exactly as it should be. It's not contingent on you controlling everything. It's contingent on you letting go and trusting.
I cannot begin to explain how peaceful it is to be in a "let them" era. An old wound keeps stinging now and then when you least expect it? Let it, feel it, it'll fade soon. Doing certain things still feels uncomfortable even though it's for your growth? Let it, sit with it, you'll soon adapt. A job you're interested in refuses to compensate you accordingly? Let them, and find better. An ex won't give you closure? Let them, and give it to yourself. Release all the ridiculous, painful amount of resistance. Release and flow with the current. Trust in it. It will always lead you the right way.
In my unbothered, detached, let them, ok and era.
Simply surrendering.
Whatever is for me will stay, whatever isn't will leave anyway.
When making boundaries for myself how many times should I repeat asking?
I keep asking my partner not to mimic me as I find it offensive and he just brushes it off or tries to justify it.
How many times should I 'let him' before I say, I can't do this anymore?
Darling,
You don't ask people to respect your boundaries.
You assert your boundaries.
I would add that a significant other doesn't bully you. They might tease once, but when you bring up the issue, they fix their behaviour because surprise, they actually care about you. You don't bully people you love.
Hope this helps,
August, be kind. I'm ready for a new beginning.
Selfcare sunday mood: wearing pink satin pjs all day while tidying up my home, mealprepping for next week, gua sha massages, facemasks, journaling, drinking camomile tea and cuddling with my cat.
Sometimes, we keep touching the wound not to see if it's healed already, but to make sure that it hasn't. When you attach your identity or your purpose to your grief, anger and trauma, it almost becomes an act of self-preservation to hold on to that pain for as long as possible. Because it's familiar. But what lies beyond the treshold of all that pain? When it's washed off by the slow but irrevocable pressure of time? What lies there is a great unknown. The you absent of all your pain and struggles. Who are they? Are they worthy of love? What do they look like? What is their core identity, if not all the hardship that burnished them like iron? I know it's scary, but you have to step into that great unknown. You have to give yourself that chance, the chance to discover who you are when you're not in survival mode. When you're not depressed, anxious, fighting every day to make it to the next. You have to discover what your spirit looks like when it's not drowned and choked by grief.
I promise it gets better. It won't always feel so heavy.
I don't think I've mentioned it here yet but I actually reopened my online shop!! 🥳 It was on hiatus for a while as I was juggling many things in my personal life, but it's now open.
My poem collection Pearls Of Twilight is available again, and I've also launched some selfcare planners, printables and my Manifesto Of Self Love. Check them out here:
Kind reminder that every new beginning is beautiful opportunity to start over, to review your habits, rearrange your priorities, to make better and healthier choices for your wellbeing. I know change is scary but every beginning is a fresh new canvas that you can paint a wondrous new slew of rainbow colors until you're happy with the masterpiece of your life.
I hope you find peace in your heart. I hope you remember all the wonderful things that life is worth living for. I hope you never let an unkind word, a rejection, a failure or a loss cloud your eyes from the wonder of being alive in this moment here and there, to the wonder of twilight skies and magical poems and pretty butterflies and all the glimmers that brighten your day. I hope you remember there's always a rainbow at the end of the rain.
Sometimes there's a time for honoring whatever you're feeling and letting yourself relax into that state and indulging in that selfcare and rest and being gentle with yourself. And other times you do need to hold yourself accountable and force yourself to step out the door, get the work done, push through those tasks because the truth is yet another day of being stuck in bed or wallowing in grief isn't going to help you anymore. What will help is sucking up the momentary discomfort for the sake of longterm benefits, which is your physical and mental health. There's a time you have to save yourself instead of letting yourself fall deeper and deeper into the pit.
June moodboard: floral pink sundresses, good girl blush by carolina herrera, rosegold jewelry, lace kimonos, pink bouquets, mango lemonades and girltalk on summer days, blessings and opportunities, rosy sunsets, trusting in the universe
