I always feel funny when I write about myself, or anything for that matter. But that’s usually when the best things happen, when you feel funny. Going out of your comfort zone allows you to break free of your own boundaries. But who set these boundaries? Did you? Did fear? Or was it the opinions of others that convinced you to live inside this tiny, limited space of comfort? I don’t have any answers to these questions. But I do know it’s important to ask.
So why the heck don’t I like writing about myself? Or anything? I should. I live a pretty rad life and I have lots of cool thoughts. So again I ask, what the heck, Universe!?
Poof. Just like that, I feel a little lighter, a little more in love with my words. The power of questions. By simply asking the question, I quickly, quietly, and instinctively reminded myself that I am perfect in my own unique ways. My words are guided and filled with good intent, love, and light.
Ask simple questions and be open to the simple answers.
Let go and let flow.
So why the heck don’t I like writing about myself? Or anything? I should. I live a pretty rad life and I have lots of cool thoughts. So again I ask, what the heck, Universe!?
Poof. Just like that, I feel a little lighter, a little more in love with my words. The power of questions. By simply asking the question, I quickly, quietly, and instinctively reminded myself that I am perfect in my own unique ways. My words are guided and filled with good intent, love, and light.
Ask simple questions and be open to the simple answers.
Let go and let flow.
