Well you can’t be both pitiful and powerful at the same time! And just the awareness that I might be pitiful launched me into a new place. I took it on to be powerful all day on Friday. Look out people, I’m being powerful, was my message that I was vibrating out. It was more fun, I noticed to be powerful and I interacted with people in a different way. Not like a steam roller, it was just me standing in who I truly am, a powerful woman. I was saucy, more vibrant, and had some attitude. I liked ME on Friday. People wanted to know who are you and what do you do? I stirred up curiosity for others to want to know more. Friday night I went to bed feeling, YEAH this is me, I’m going forward…..finally!
It’s been a long few months since I felt very powerful. My power had wafted in and out over the Holidays. Actually I spent most of them being depressed and well….pretty pitfiully sorry for myself. YUK! Then New Years came and it started powerfully with a trip to my favorite Energy Healer in Los Angeles for a week of Chinese Energy Treatments. Then home to recover where all of my old baggage lined up to greet me at the door. I had to keep choosing to reach for the power of the Energy to move out the old and to claim my strength.
Now the New Year is forgotten and so is most of January. And on this Friday, I faced myself again and asked…..am I going to be pitiful or powerful this year? I chose POWERFUL!
I woke up at 1 am after my powerful declaration and had flu like symptoms — aches, fever, stomach distress. They went on all day Saturday — again I hear the little voice say “Are you going to pitiful or powerful?’ Was I going to play the ‘I’ve got the flu card’ which meant I had the right to be pitiful….OR …..was I going to again declare my powerful stand. Another opportunity to say how I want this year to go…..OKAY….I discussed with myself, once more I say “I choose being powerful. This is not a flu or illness, it’s me transforming and I’ll be done in 24-hours.” And I woke up the following morning feeling better than I have in a long time. I tackled cleaning my house from corner to corner in places our housekeeper never looks. By Sunday night, the house is shining clean, I stayed in my powerful place all day even as I cleaned, and Monday a new opportunity showed it’s face.
I hear the voice again! Are you going to be pitiful or powerful? And I chose again, POWERFUL, and headed my car to my new P90X Exercise class which focuses on strengthening my core. Of course, powerful people have strong cores.
All week the opportunites came to choose…..it’s just a choice in every moment. The nagging voices never seem to go away yet they get quieter the more I keep choosing to be powerful.
Are you choosing your power over your sad pitiful stories?
More later about what is showing up as I launched a whole new program and put my powerful declaration to the test.