But underneath, at the end of the day when you sit alone, you will find a peace that appears after the storm, when the old masks of competency and achievement and capacity have been burnt to the ground.
You will sit and see beauty in the patterns the ashes make on the floor, in the light as it falls unfiltered through the window pane.
And you will begin to feel the possibilities of the spacious place this fine death has created.
I know you don’t want to hear this and you think you can keep on, keeping on, but really dear friend this end will be so good.
It will make room for the new.
Yes, there is pain ahead. Change always brings loss.
But you are not alone. There are others of us here who have walked this road.
We have felt we were losing our minds, ourselves, everything.
It was only afterwards we saw not what we had lost, but what we had found, and it was beautiful.
So stop.
Unwind.
Unravel.
Let it go.
All of it.
Lay your burdens down.
Come and sit here with me, there is room for you.
Big love,
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I wrote this letter for anyone who has been telling themselves that it is just them – that everyone else copes and they need to just knuckle down and stop complaining.
For anyone who can’t relax and doesn’t know how to stop. For anyone who would love to rest but has no idea how that could ever be possible.
I wrote this because this is how I felt for a long time.
A failure, guilty, unsatisfied, lonely.
It doesn’t have to be this way.
If you are needing some help to remember that there is hope I have made a seven day series just for you. Fill in the form below and I will send a note to your inbox every day for the next week. I hope these meditations are words of life and comfort for you.
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Love, Elli x
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This article originally appeared at The Hippo Chronicles.
