I sat with my anger

And this is what she had to say...

Anger. Anger is powerful. We are mostly afraid of anger.

But anger is a messenger. Anger tells us that we are fed up. Fed up with certain dynamics. Fed up up with certain patterns and behaviours. Fed up with our own BS.

Fed up is a powerful place to be. And yet we judge it, because we’ve been taught that it is “bad” to feel angry or anything other than happy and obliging.

So we suppress it, bottle it up, deny it. We project it onto others, blaming external circumstances and doing anything we can to escape the discomfort of sitting with how we really feel.

So I sat with anger, and asked her what it was she wanted me to know.

She told me she was tired. Tired of feeling like she has to prove her worth. Tired of feeling like time is running out. Tired of investing energy into things that just no longer align. Tired of waiting.

She told me she’s tired of always saying yes. Tired of having to hold it together for everyone else. Tired of being a people pleaser. Tired of feeling misunderstood. Tired of giving away all of her energy.

She told me that it is time to remember who I really am.

To remember that I am the creator of my reality. That I get to choose how I show up, and how I interpret the experiences life is presenting me with.

She reminded me that in any moment, I get to shift direction. I get to refocus. To realign. To remember.

She told me that I get to feel it all.

And then, in the same breath, I get to let it all go.

Let go of everything you thought you needed to be, and remember who you really are.