I have become something of a professional permission-giver.
Sometimes there is a lot of deep work that needs to be done to break through blocks and dissolve limiting beliefs.
But sometimes you just need that validation that yes, you’re not crazy, you’re not delusional, and your intuition is correct.
In these cases it is my job is to facilitate that embodied knowing – feeling it in your body that, “Yes, this is the right thing for me to do.”
So let’s get right to it – here is your permission.
Yes, to do THAT.
Go. Start. The decision is not blocking you anymore. Maybe you don’t believe it yet, but it’s true.
Because you’ve already made the decision, haven’t you – deep inside your mind, in that place that still believes anything is possible.
And now the cosmic permission has been granted. You can get started.
You manifested this article, these very words, onto your screen, and you’re reading them now. Yes, this is no accident!
If only it wasn’t for all that weight that comes along with it, all that heaviness – practicality, rationality, responsibility.
It’s a lot to have it all resting on your shoulders, isn’t it?
But it isn’t all on your shoulders, and it never was.
For you are standing on the ground, aren’t you? Or supported by the chair, or couch, or subway seat, or bed.
You are vibrating out frequencies and being vibrated in turn. Sounds, sunlight, a gentle breeze. The air is always there, around you, above you, below you, you inhale it and particles are integrated into you and you exhale it and millions of pieces of you flow out.
So where do you end and where does… everything else begin?
And that great weight – the judgement, the embarrassment, the what if I fail –
It doesn’t belong to you.
That’s right, you beautiful interconnected being, you who are woven into the ecosystem of reality –
You can relax fully and allow the weight to fall, to disperse, to float away.
What belongs to you is joy, wonder, passion, curiosity, and vast creative power.
Can you begin to see it? Those dark threads, those oily substances that aren’t meant for you? Let go, let them fall away, slide away, drain away, and be cleansed.
And you can see those bright, colorful, shining cords – those perfect orbs of nectar, those flows of ecstasy. Yes, those are yours. An infinite well that you can draw from, easily, effortlessly, leisurely.
At first you may feel tempted to drink too much, to draw so much from the well that you become exhausted, because what if it is not there tomorrow?
And yet it is still there. And the next day, and the next, and you can begin to really believe in your bones that it will never run dry.
Each day you can drink your fill, drawing just the right amount. There is no need to carry a supply with you – instead, let yourself walk lightly, unburdened. You will find that you can begin to dance.
Yes, dancing, in your bedroom, on the street, at work, in front of strangers. You can laugh just because it is all so easy now.
It’s easy even when it’s hard, because you are fucking tapped in. Into the flow.
Feel that energy flowing, baby!
Chat with the woman at the Mexican deli and ask her what she recommends. She exists in your mind and you exist in hers. Ask the guy at the register who has such a clear deep voice if he has considered voice acting and smile with him – you are not two separate people in that moment. Put some red sauce on your tamale and just take a moment to really appreciate how RED and ORANGE and BRIGHT it is as the sun shines through the clouds, shining a sparkling spotlight through the window just for you in this exact moment in time and space.
When was the last time you REALLY looked at a leaf?
The flowers are there for you to look at, and to smell. In fact it is your destiny – it’s okay to shed a tear about it. The flowers would appreciate it, actually.
This is where you will find yourself. Returning to what was always there. The version of yourself that doesn’t need permission.
Permission isn’t needed when you can just exist like this. You just are, you just do, you just create and relate and share and learn and grow and experience.
And you can exist like this, can’t you?
And so I get the sense that my work here is done, for now. The rest is up to you.