The Door

There is a knowing deep within that it is time for me to close this door.

The knowing is uncomfortable, scary, exciting.

The knowing is getting louder.

This room that was once comfortable feels constricting, slowly choking me of my aliveness.

I no longer fit here.

I am growing.

And I am no longer willing to shrink.

I am no longer the person I was when I walked through this door.

I have learned what I was meant to learn.

There is no sweetness, no nectar here for me anymore.

So, I wait.

I wait for what feels like forever.

I realize I am not very good at waiting.

I am not very good at being in the unknown.

I know I am meant to close this door.

But when will the next door open?

What will the next door look like, be like, feel like?

Maybe I need to close this door for the next one to be shown to me?

I ask for clarity. I ask for guidance. I ask for support.

What is the message? What is the lesson?

I sit in the unknown, I surrender, I open.

I magnetize what is in alignment for me.

It will be beautiful, effortless.

I don’t have to lose myself in striving, overthinking the details, needing to know.

Can I fully be HERE?

Knowing that very soon I will be THERE.

There is nothing I need to do in this moment.

I allow my path to be shown to me in divine timing.

I am being guided in every step.

I surrender to where I am while fully claiming my power in co-creating my reality.

A flash of awareness surges through my body.

A sacred yes, another layer of knowing.

I am meant to create the door I am waiting for someone else to open.

What do I want to create?