The insomniac in me loves Instagram. When I can’t sleep and I don’t feel like getting up and being my extraordinary self, I lay in bed and be basic. (LOL!) I can scroll Instagram with no real purpose and be quite satisfied. I am the annoying friend that forwards memes at 2:45 am because I found it hilarious and I don’t want to forget about sending it to you later in the day (fight me). This week’s scroll produced a reminder of something I had seen before. It simply said, It’s so empowering to say, “this isn’t serving me” and walk away in peace. Eureka! There it was, words that were so empowering to me once before had popped up again because I needed a reminder.
It seems that someone or something is ALWAYS in retrograde. Mercury’s last retrograde was a doozy but I made it out alive but now here comes Venus. (Come on son!) I don’t get into the particulars of the retrograde, I don’t know much about the house, the order or the rising but I know the fact that it appears to us that a planet is going backwards when we know that isn’t possible grabs my attention.
The directive to me during this retrograde was to be romantic. My sign is supposed to fall in love with everything: my work, my dreams, etc.. I was cautioned about an ex coming back into my life that I should take a chance on
not TUH-DAY satan!
All those words in my horoscope but it never told me the dynamics of one of my close friendships would change.
An incident happened which in the moment I thought nothing of it, but after 1 sleep and a wake I realized, I’m tired of this roller coaster. I’m a bomb friend and I’m tired of having to explain my intent and coddle feelings and emotions because you have misunderstood me once again or you’re in your feelings so you take everything personally. It’s draining, it’s exhausting and I want out. I’m like girl, if you’re my friend you should know me, why do I have to constantly clarify something with you? UGH. Now don’t get me wrong this person is a Tony the Tiger…GGGREEEEAAAATTTTT friend and I’m sure she’ll call me and say “are you talking about my in your blog post” and I’ll say,
I’m just tired of the constant victimization of self when there was no crime committed. So this time, instead of calling to work it out I just walked away from the situation. It’s not permanent, I know we’ll be back talking at some point, but I am sure that things will be different. I’m letting go of the need to always make it right and embracing the need for accountability. The need to always make it right led to this moment where I’ve shut down. Had I addressed this issue before maybe we wouldn’t be here but hey, it’s never too late.
How many times have we held on to things that didn’t serve us so we weren’t viewed as selfish. We hold on to toxic relationships because we really want them to survive and thrive even though they have been dead for years. We get along just to get along because we don’t want to rock the boat but why not…you’re the captain now (movie line). We stay in careers that make us miserable because we are afraid of starting over, we fear that we aren’t good at anything but that which we have always been doing and no one else will hire us. We bend over and allow people to ride our backs because we don’t want to be viewed as less than amenable.
Well look at God, here is our opportunity. Our moment in time to begin to practice self care in a way we never thought possible. We are going to LET.IT.GO and reclaim our peace, our joy and ourselves. Letting it go is like taking that long, relaxing deep breath. First you INHALE, you close your eyes and imagine all the things in your life you want to release, you see yourself where you want to be. Then you fully EXHALE, you release all negativity and things that do not serve you. Finally you OPEN YOUR EYES and move forward in power. When you let it go, when you walk away with the peace of knowing that whatever the situation was it wasn’t for your good, you take back your power and make room for the next great thing that has been dying to enter your life.
Come join me because I’m out here like Elsa, standing on the mountain top, twirling around and screaming “Let It Go” at the top of my lungs.