The Past is Done ➡️ Let’s Fuckin Go 🚀
Let’s go!! Sometimes you just have to put the past in the past. Literally. Selling things, moving locations. Closing the door, saying goodbye things that are no longer. Grieving but moving forward. Shedding needs to happen. Sometimes in spurts, sometimes larger ones than others, sometimes micro sheds. The body gets ill when it can’t detox. We need our emotions, mind and possessions to be free to leave when they need to leave. The clothes in your closet we don’t like or wear anymore hold up energetic inflammation in our life unknowingly. 🤯 When we are getting dressed in the morning half asleep, our brain can’t compute a lot of visual stimulus and can lead us to feeling overwhelmed. Research shows that more space and less to look at is relaxing and conducive to a better experience. And then there are emotions tied to past clothing. Subconscious memories that are looping when it sees those jeans and it remembers that they don’t fit anymore, and the loop of negative thought that result from that thought, the stories of lower vibrational energy can run in the background a lot more than we realize. 😮💨 How we feel about our ourselves when we walk out of the door for the day dictates our entire day 💃🏼 Releasing everything that is meant for someone else on their part of the journey becomes a beautiful recycled experience. And then there’s the intentional action to move the needle forward in our lives through our clothes through how we want to present ourselves and how we see ourselves. I always love the REDESIGN process after the shed!!! Who do I want to be, what does that look like and what environment does she need? How can I care for her and make it easier for her to keep her spirits up? Things hold so much energy and past experiences. It was the craziest thing - the other day I accidentally broke a bed that was in the spare bedroom. I couldn’t remember where I got it, but when I took it to the dump as soon as it left my car, it felt like a vacuum of relief like a sliver had been taken out of my soul. It was crazy! And I thought back, that was the very first bed after I went through my separation process. It was like going into the wilderness, being planted, experiencing the darkness, connecting to the shadow side for the first time.