Repost from last year…weekend reminder maybe…
I woke up sobbing once from a nightmare about unrequited love. In the dream, the harder I tried to get that love back, the crazier I acted and the more I was rejected. Unfortunately, this is more than a nightmare for many, many people. Multitudes live in constant fear and pain over losing jobs, people they love, or something else they thinkthey must have, and are losing their dignity in the process of trying to save it.
It took me way too many years to learn that I already had the significance and security that I craved.
I now stand tall, understand I am valuable, and feel the power of The Universe behind me.
No more begging. Only accepting (and fully utilizing) what I have already been given.