Know Your Worth

So.

Oh hi, Pisces Moon.

Hello, messy, sticky, ooey, gooey emotion.

Hello weepy, unwieldy, foggy, flooding, feels. 

Hello shifting, drifting, rearrangement.

Hello, New.

Hello, here. Hello, now

I love my Pisces Moon. 
She is a dreamy, discombobulated, emotional, loving, unpredictable hubble bubble.
She keeps my Sagittarius Sun on his toes.

Right now the Moon is definitely doing an intensely unpredictable dance of Pisces hubble bubble. 
This is my home turf.

There’s a really cool thing happening, where the mushy, dreamy, emotionally charged Moon of twin sea centaurs (they're Divine aquatic horse-humans, not fish, FYI), is conjunct Neptune, the South Node, and Chiron. This Lunar centaur dance of past wounds and deep healing is square a crazy Saturn/Sun conjunction, in Sagittarius. 
The sky is full of horse-humans, and shit is getting really real, to say the least.

South Node is our past, where we are coming from. There’s a lot of wounding there. A lot of “I’m not good enough”, and “nobody loves me”. There’s a wee, teensy, slight sense of, “I’m just doomed to slowly waste away in a sticky, salty puddle of my own morose mourning”.
That is playing out an antagonistic dance with our beliefs, our collective sense of duty, and our individual identities.

Kinda feel like curling up in a weepy ball, and burning the whole motherloving thing to the ground, at the same time?
Kinda feel mushy and fiery simultaneously? 
Kinda feel like you aren’t sure if you just want someone to hold you, someone to help you change the world, or someone to punch in the face?
Yes?
Yes.

I recently made a declaration of “I know my worth” to the Cosmos. 
I stood in my power, and felt the reverberating effects of this potent declaration. 
Soon after I made this declarative statement I launched my new website. 
I have been totally floored with up-ending gratitude by the epic flood of positive responses.
The reality that I could stand in my self-worth, and have a chorus of my sisters and brothers cheer me on with enthusiasm, was truly humbling.
Nourishing.

Since then, the Universe has presented me with opportunity upon opportunity to re-establish my declarative statement of self-worth.
Repeatedly offering me higher and higher stakes under which to repeat myself.
As if God/dess is saying “are you suuuure that you know your worth?”
“How about now?”
“How about now?”
“Do you really, really, for realzeez believe in yourself?”
“Do you truly have unwavering faith?”

Here’s the thing.
On the path of healing, we do not just heal a wound and move on.

We spiral, orbiting ever further from the past, and ever nearer to the future.
On this spiraling orbital trajectory, we are offered innumerable opportunities to reiterate our affirmations of transformation. We are challenged repeatedly to stand with certainty in our healing, or to regress into our wounding.

The process of revisiting old wounds time and time again is one of purification. Of purging, not only the wounds, but that habit patterns which held them up as well. It is a rewiring of neural circuitry, and rerouting energetic highways.
It might feel like defeat. Like a relapse.

I invite you to transform this disparaging way of thinking, to one of respect and reverence… for your own skill in distilling that which no longer Serves, from that which has yet to fully serve its purpose.

You can choose to roll around in the story of your suffering.
Snuggle into the icky safety of the home you made for yourself there.
Or, you can rewire the circuitry which says you were never good enough, or strong enough to create the world you have always longed for. You can fight for what you believe in, and you can WIN.
You can shine... illuminate all the night sky with your brilliance.

Are you ready to admit that you are indeed, that luminous?
Are you ready to be the answer your ancestors' prayers?
Are you willing to truly embody the awesome power for positive change which you wield in your little pinky finger?

You can see that the world around you is changed.
I know that you can.
Are you willing to make room for that truth?
Embrace the new you?
Say “No more” to the wounds which call you to come back and try them on for size?

Breathe, Beloveds.
Breathe into the reality that what was previously impossible, is now not only possible... but is also absolutely necessary.
Breathe into the reality that yes, you really are that powerful.
That yes, you can have it all.
Moreover, you deserve it all.
Not only that, the world desperately needs you to allow yourself to have it all.

This is just the beginning.
I know it’s rough a ride right now. We always knew that coming home wouldn’t be easy.
We only knew that it would be worth it.
Right?
Right.

Remember, we’re all in this shift storm together.
Our home is in one another’s hearts, and we ARE coming back.
At long last.

I am with you, my Loves.
As you are with me.
I feel you.
I hear you.
I see you.
I honor you.

I love you.
Always, and in all ways.

© EJB 2016

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