confessions of a witch girl: the slow ascent

The rise to our destiny can be a slow one.

So many factors come in to play when we are seeking what seeks us. What is destined for us.

Our own ambitions and ego’s desires can muddy our path, sticking us to one place for some time. Thus our rise becomes a difficult task. We lose our ways as we try to move forward, we get lost in our own minds and our paths become unclear.

If only non-attachment were as simple as it sounds. To be unattached from people, places, events, and dreams, can free us from our own thoughts and allow us to move solely based on intuition. On our soul’s call. Seldom is non-attachment as easy as this; however. We grow restless in our desires, in our own visions for our futures, and we accidentally silence the voice within us, the one that knows exactly the steps we need to take and the road we need to travel.

I have had quite a great deal of practice silencing my soul’s urges. Very often the urges do not align with my mind’s thoughts and concerns. I find my logic over taking me, weighing out scenarios and trying to predict outcomes.

It is my belief that our logic and predictions act as weights on our ankles, dragging us downward instead of allowing us to rise and ascend to the destinies our souls chose before they came to this Earth.

I have taken a long break from my podcast as well as my blog. Roughly one month. I have found myself lost swimming in the abyss of my own mind, weighing out options and finding only chaos. Logic fails me as the path I believed I was on begins to crumble beneath my feet.

But this crumbling only feels like disaster because I’m clinging to the Earth what wants to fall away. It feels so uncomfortable to let the pieces fall, that I rather sift through the rubble, hoping for gold, than accepting I am the gold and it’s okay for me to let go.

I have been trying to complete a blog post for a week, but haven’t even been able to find words to write down. But this morning when I woke up I had a thought that felt foreign, like a message from another. The thought was this: what if you just did all the things you know you’re supposed to, to get you where you’re meant to go? What if you did just stop all the harmful behaviours, negative self talk, excuses, and procrastinating? What if every habit that hurts you, you just never did again? What if today was the first day of the best days of your life?

So I write this with the intention of allowing the fire that has taken me in the past weeks, to burn out. To arise anew, to the version of myself that has been trying to ascend.

Today the choices of my yesterdays do not require me to make them again in the future. Today, just because I haven’t done it before, is no longer a road block to doing it now.

Today and all my tomorrows I choose to be this new me. Though the habits of my past may long to creep in, and sometimes they will win, I will choose to rise swiftly rather than succumb.

We spend our lives held hostage by the versions of us we created as children, feared to be seen, heard, understood….

There comes a time when we must consciously CHOOSE different choices, every day, so we can consciously choose to live our lives differently. So we can finally rise.

Make the choice now.