Purpose

YOU’RE GOING TO MISS OUT, NEVER BE LOVED, AND MAYBE DIE!

When fear has you by the short and curlies, you already know what you have to do.

Fear, and its equally ugly cousins doubt and lack, wants to make you act off alignment, go into pushing and forcing and ‘making happen’ when it’s time to lean back, lean back and chill and pretend you’re just in flow when actually it is time to push, to go, to hustle, to charge.

It will tell you a story, maybe it’s telling you this story right now – !

“If you don’t do this, then THIS is going to happen! Omg! That will be so bad! Omg! You will miss out! Omg, hurry! YOU NEED TO GET ONTO THAT SHIT, EVERYBODY ELSE IS BEATING YOU AND THEIR HAIR LOOKS BETTER TOO!”

It will lie to you again,

and again,

and again.

Tricking you with its wily ways. Confusing the FUCK out of you. Getting you so muddled in your head that you can’t tell which way is up anymore, which way is down, and you CERTAINLY can’t feel your own soul anymore, your heart, your core, that still and small dialled in voice within which is the only one you should EVER be listening to, and taking heed.

It will literally, like a stealth fucking ninja, sneak into your psyche and find the shit that you are MOST scared of.

Oh ho ho, SHE is scared of being unloveable, of rejection, of always screwing it up. LET’S REMIND HER OF ALL THE WAYS SHE PROBABLY ALREADY SCREWED IT UP.

– You shouldn’t have SAID that, you IDIOT!
– Why did you DO that, you moron!
– Omg! Did you actually just think what I thought you thunk? You’ve messed it all up just with your THOUGHTS now!

Now nobody is going to want you.
Love you.
Or even look at you again!

NOW YOU HAVE TO FIX THIS.
NOW YOU HAVE TO M.A.K.E. THEM SEE YOU.
NOW YOU BETTER FIND OUT THE EXACT EXACT EXACT PERFECT FUCKING THING TO DO OR YOU WILL NEVER GET WHAT YOU WANT!

Sound familiar?

Fear knows your most vulnerable points, and it will push on them with NO remorse, and not a jot of compassion.

It wants to break you.
It wants you to hurt.
But most of all, it wants you to lose your way and in doing so remain bound by it and bit by by hand over your soul,

your purpose,

and ultimately –

your destiny.

Which you will do with TOTAL knowledge that you are selling out, CRUSHING the promise of what could be and indeed what SHOULD be, what WOULD be, if only you chose instead to be strong enough to back yourself, to throw your damn hand up at fear and to tell it to step the fuck OFF.

But, here is how else we can look at this.

Instead of seeing it as a relentless battle which we need to be strong enough to win, what about this?

What if, instead of coming along to taunt and tease and torment and ultimately triumph over you, what if fear actually came along to serve us?

“A ha ha fear! I see you over there you cheeky minx. Telling me I’m not enough and that I should jump to your commands! Snarling at me like a terrible monster to make me think you’ll eat me alive if I don’t do as you say. Using every trick in the book to con me, seduce me, rob me, destroy me.

I see you!

And I will RAISE you one badass motherfucking woman who KNOWS THAT FEAR HAS EVERYTHING SHE IS MOST EASILY SWAYED BY AT ITS DISPOSAL AND WHO CAN THEREFORE RECOGNISE ITS HAIRY ASS WITH EASE.”

“Oh! Hmmm! Interesting! I notice that right now I feel like if I don’t URGENTLY do this, and that, and the other thing, that I’m going to MISS OUT, NEVER BE LOVED, AND MAYBE DIE!

What a novel idea! How quaint! How, well, tired, really. I mean, I gotta tell ya fear –

I feel like I’ve heard that one before, y’know? A FEW times. I hope you’re not just rolling out old material on me all the time!

No no, no need to explain, it actually doesn’t matter because either way here is what is facts:

The very fact that right now I feel like I urgently need to do this! And that! And the other thing! Omg! Or else! And that I should be SO FUCKING WORRIED / ANXIOUS / UPSET RIGHT NOW because surely if things were on track then THAT wouldn’t have happened –

Is exactly what makes me know that this is not truth comin’ at me.

That you can shut the fuck right up.

And go back to where you came from, because fear? YOU DON’T GET TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO.
Quite simply:

I’m not here to be told how to act, or feel, or breathe, or be, from any other place rather than expansion.

If it elevates me it is truth.

If it contracts and worries me it is not.”

And then back she (you! We are talking about the badass led-from-soul YOU!) sashays, back to her seat at the throne of her own life which in ACTUAL fact:

She never even left.

Do you see how this works?

Do you see how simple it can be, to live your life KNOWING you’re on path, that you’re not screwing it up, that you absolutely didn’t do something to wreck things, that all is as it should be and that your ONLY job, your ONLY job is to be.fucking.you, and let things unfold!

Yes, being you involves action, and doing, and even push.

No, it never ever ever involves you doing things from a place of ‘or else’.

Yes, it is true that you will miss out on shit that was meant for you if you don’t take aligned action when it’s time to do so.

No, it is never true that you are prompted to take aligned action from a place of lack, contraction, scarcity, or not good enough-ness.

This is very very simple.

The way to deal with fear is thus:

You do the one thing it doesn’t expect.

NOTHING.

You hold.

And you hold.

And you hold some more.

Until ITS hold is absolutely broken, and you see your way clear once more, and are soul certain on the action you get to take.

Yeah, it’s gonna try and up the stakes even more, telling you that NOW MORE THAN EVER YOU CAN’T AFFORD TO PRESS PAUSE.

You look it straight in the eye.

And you remind it:

“Fear.

You are a liar”.

And then, quite calmly, quite simply, you turn away. You decide to trust. You CHOOSE patience. You willingly enter into the waiting place until you are guided in a way that is UNDOUBTABLE on what your next move is.

And if you STILL feel like you can’t bear to, you can’t afford to, WHAT IF, then let me ask you this:

Do you really think you’re going to miss out on the business or money or romance or life success you dream of because you didn’t jump exactly how fucking high fear demanded that you do every time it did?

OK THEN.

Now slap yourself hard on each cheek twice and sit your ass back down in the chair until the place you’re living your life from is as it should be.

Either YOU have a grip or fear does girlfriend.

But it ain’t gonna be both.

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