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Full moon tonight. I’ve written a long list of ‘self-limiting beliefs’ to burn.
You know what, though, I honor them. They’re tough, but they’re mine. I’ve held them close. I’ve snuggled up against them. They’ve protected me from something...disconnection? Rejection? The flames of hell? Myself?
Who will I be?
I can scarcely imagine a woman who is
Worthy
Loveable
Competent
Graceful
Gracious
Luscious
Lithe
Abundant
Enough
Patient
Wise
Intuitive
Sensual
Loving
Rested
A good partner
A good mom
A good friend
A good daughter
A good aunt
A good sister
A good citizen
Join me. Lean in. Know that your self-limiting belief is a sheer cover for its opposite. A temporary one that you wisely used as you were going along and forgot you’re carrying. Remember and release, my doves. We can figure this out together.
P.S. Keep the fire going for these…no need to wait for a full moon



