Acceptance…is such a big word. I have recently had an epiphany about some things I needed to accept in my life. These are things I have wanted to change and some that I did not believe needed change…and so I set about trying to maneuver them to be what I thought and believed they needed to be.
This, I think is hard to do…or at least difficult to discern when to do. Because we get messages that say don’t settle, or we can make anything happen, or we have the power to change anything we want to. And yet…there are those situations that, try as we might, they don’t or won’t change. So…where do we go from there?
Though it is almost always, certainly from the outset, the more difficult path…Acceptance really is the answer for those situations. I found myself spending gargantuan amounts of energy to try to make the universe see it “my way”…when in the end the transformation came in letting go and accepting, because then I could move into action, whatever that might be. Hanging on only keeps us riveted to the same place.
I fiercely tried to hide from the reality I could not control these things. I hoped and believed in my hiding place…it was furnished with all the reasons why I believed the way I did. I cluttered my life…and others…with those reasons and sometimes railed at the heavens that the higher powers did not “see” what I meant. I suffered in my lament of not being understood or heard. But how could anyone really hear me…when I was hiding?
Ultimately…there is no where to hide…because we are the stars of our lives. We play the lead in the story of our own lives. So like the movies we watch flow across a screen…accepting each scene as a part of the story that helps us understand the entire picture and its message…so are these experiences in our lives. To Accept as part of our story.
WHAT WE ACCEPT, WE CONQUER. WHAT WE RESIST BECOMES THE WALL THAT KEEPS US FROM ALL THAT WE NEED AND DESIRE.
This has been, to be real, hard. But there is relief also. Relief that I no longer have to pretend that those issues I had to Accept where anything other than what they really were. And I don’t have to pretend anymore that these things were “alright”. I Accept that they weren’t, and when I did, the pressure broke…like opening a pressure cooker…and all the steam let out. Relief.
It is what it is…as I am who I am.
Blessings and Love to you all!