Write A New Story

Write a new story. Old stories are just that- old. They aren’t the reality of today. .
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They may be painful. 💔They may be traumatic. Or They may be positive old memories that we cling to and don’t want to let go of. They may have SHAPED us into what we are today. .
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But they are NOT TODAY. If we cling to the old, good or bad, we don’t allow growth. We stay stagnant. We must first let go of the old truth before the new truth can unfold. .✨
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I recently came to realize that by making ‘practical’ decisions I was living in my plan, not my higher power’s plan. .
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I was clinging to the old story that I wouldn’t have what I needed or be ok unless I ‘had my bases covered’. (Control = false sense of security)
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This old story kept me limited to living in anxiety rather than stretching my wings and stepping out in faith. .
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So last week I did what I was scared to do. And last night, I stepped into vulnerability. I still am scared…because I have jumped off the edge and don’t know if my wings will adapt to flight as quickly as I hope.
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I am living in uncertainty. In career, in love, in lots of areas of life…
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But the story I write today is that it might not look like what I picture. It might not turn out the way I imagine. In fact, I will never be able to plan, or control, or predict what I am walking into…or how people will respond…or if all my needs will be met…BUT if I allow my heart to stay open to faith, curiosity, possibilities, love, and expect great things- I will be supported. It will be more than I could ever ask or imagine. .
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    Suzanne Clark
    May 30, 2017 at 1:12 am

    I love this…it made me think of this excerpt from the CS Lewis book ,”The Four Loves” ❤️ “Letting go” in anything makes us vulnerable but, without it we are stuck.

    “To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”

    ❤️

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