I learned to disconnect from, distrust, question my higher self. Realizing this.

Horrifying. 

And there is a lot of confusion. I’m letting it be here. 

There are low feelings, I’m letting them be here.

There is a lot of suffering. I am letting it be here. 

There is a rage that feels fiery hot. I am letting it be here.

There is anger that flies off like sparks from the rage. I am letting it be here.

There is shame. I am letting it be here. 

There are feelings of resentment. I’m letting them be here. 

There is love – am I letting it be here?

There is peace – am I letting it be here?

There is guidance – am I letting it be here?

The gift of allowing, of trusting, everything – means the good stuff too.  Wow.