This is where so many of us are, not yet fully in the new, not yet having left behind all of the old. What story are we telling ourselves? Will we let the old stories of lament crush our creative potential? Or will we let those old sorrows and limitations drift by like clouds? For those that choose the new, our eye must remain single on the Knowing of our inherent power. Let the waves of old simply wash over us, pass through us. The thoughts of limitation are not wrong, the thoughts of glory right. They are simply thoughts. As we know ourselves as the Accomplished now, now now, the new begins to emerge from the chrysalis with such stunning beauty. We remember that place inside of Wholeness where we don’t need more. We know our innate worth and begin to build the new earth from this inner certainty. We let doubt arise without buying in to it as real. Just the old floating by. “Let go your resistance to thoughts that seem of the old pattern. That you know they are of the old pattern is enough. Let them come. Let them go.” “A Course of Love.”
Colored pencil, by Ed Brinkley
