No More Waiting

No More Waiting

“You got to kill the person you were  born to be,  in order to become the person you want to be.” Rocketman (Wilson to Elton John) I’ve sat with this and although profound, I would venture to tweak it a bit. It’s more that we start out in Life as our authentic self. Sometimes we carry on, to live our truth, most times, we do not. We let go of ourselves and we become a conditioned version of our self. We abandon our truth, to fit for others; our family, society, the status quo. We force ourselves to live up to what we feel those in our lives want from us. We squeeze ourselves into the mold someone else has designed for us. Then at some point it becomes so difficult, so intolerable that you just can’t do it anymore and you begin to find your way back to who you are. To love you, embrace you, enjoy you and live you. You don’t kill who you were born to be. You break free from who you tried to be. You don’t become so much who you want to be, as you allow yourself to be who you truly are. You release the lie and grab hold of the truth. In the film Rocketman, Elton John was being himself, but he wasn’t loving himself. He was miserable waiting for those he wanted love from. From those he felt were meant to love him for who he was. But as much as we may think it is the job of others to give this to us, it’s not.  Energy works...
“Hello Gorgeous!”

“Hello Gorgeous!”

“Do you think they mean us?” Our morning tai chi class gathers at a store window to see what Hannah is referring to. In cursive writing is, “Hello Gorgeous.” We all nod. It’s unanimous. “Of course, who else could they possibly be referring to?” We laugh and begin our daily regime on a lighter note. How do you greet yourself when you spy your reflection in the mirror? I have to admit, there have been days where I have found myself responding to my appearance with, “Dear Lord! What happened here?” Somedays, the “Dear Lord!” is warranted. But that’s only somedays, what about all the other days? The “Hello Gorgeous” window reminded me that I need to hear myself saying more often, “Lookin’ good Share!” From there, we can expand to; “Nice outfit.” “Great colour on you.” “Classy.” “Love you lady.” Perhaps even a; “Wow!” At one time it was considered vain to give such adoration to one’s reflection. This was to come from others. Leaving you to use a mirror to make sure the flaws were covered up, that nothing was stuck between your teeth and that every hair was in place.    And more often than not we were very specific who the others were. When the praise didn’t come from them, it left us pretty much using a mirror to acknowledge what was wrong with us. We felt ugly. The looking glass became our enemy. We forgot that energy has some pretty exact ways about how it works. Like, attracts, like. You look at yourself and you don’t see anything good. How can you attract something positive in return? Give,...