I'm realizing that I've been holding onto too much for too long lately. And as a result, my body has done the same thing.
By not being willing/ready/able to let things go, I am hurting myself, stuffing myself, and causing myself pain.
Starting today, I pledge to release one thing from my life, to do one thing for someone else each day. I have so much goodness and knowledge to share. And from this moment on, I release that energy into the world as energy only changes the world when it can move through it.
So be it.
Each moment, I have a choice. I have a choice to say yes or to say no.
There is no maybe since that's still a choice, a choice to delay, a choice to say no, only more softly, maybe without hurting anyone in the process.
I am dazzled by the many choices around me - the choice to do good, to do nothing, to do something, to do a dance around all of these possibilities.
I don't know what's going to happen next, but I've made the choice to choose. I've made the choice to choose to say what I feel, what I mean, and what I want. And that choice feels pretty good.
I may not be heard.
I may not be understood.
But I choose to yell, even if no one can hear it.
Because it's not in the sound that I make where I become whole.
It's in the commitment to whisper, to scream, or to cry until the truth echoes off the walls of my heart. And I can recognize myself as my true authority, my true me, the wild Iris I have become. And have always been.