Happy Late Sunday night! Okay. Maybe not for you. But Dude. I’ve been on the super early in the morning schedule.
So… I pulled all my posts down. Not cuz I have something to hide. Not at all. I’ve just reframed my entire self-narrative to become my own protagonist. Huh?
If it read the article, it talks about how God intervened to have a nursing student and fireman right there to save me. Truly a miracle.
WITH ONE CAVEAT: It stripped me of my agency if that’s all you absorb. And that’s exactly what I did.
And like any good subconscious? It kept finding scenarios to create that loop. I also got caught up in the loop that I owe people my life if they help me. This is combo tied to being two years old without the words to describe my pain: I spent most of my life living in fear. Real terror to my bones.
Until it hit me: Yup. They helped me. AND AND AND I chose to breathe cuz I had only just begun living. A massive wave of joy filled my body with that. Such relief. The shockwaves are still going through my body… I will get my new websites and other projects up by the first of the year. In the meantime?
How about you take a moment to honor all your small decisions? You never know how they’ll play out. Have a magnificent day on purpose!!
2 thoughts on “Fear and Agency…”