We made it, dear ones. And gratitude flows, right to the bottom of my calloused, middle-aged, ugly-toe feet.
A few weeks back I got a message from the Universe to take it easy. To stop all the moving and shaking and doing and makin’ it happen. To walk away from the imperative to be more, do more, create more, share more, tell more, write more.
I chose Less.
In our culture of plenty, in our constant hunger for fill-er-up, and being myself, a human machine who has been doing and proving herself her whole life by creating, right in the angst of deep creative desire, I chose Less.
And I loved it. Because it led to such a delicious awareness.
It’s all OK. I’m really ok, as I am. But not just me, y’all. You too. The world as it is, with all it’s screwed-up-ness. It’s really, deeply OK.
Ok, now! Go be ok.