I’m coming out of a weird phase. I’ve been feeling a little dormant, with a smidge of despondency, and a dash of hopefulness. It’s kinda like sludging through a mud pit while the sky remains blue and birds are chirping happily in the distance.
In the past when I felt this way, I’d fight against it the whole time. Analysing and contemplating and pushing myself to be better and to just snap out of it. But this time, I’ve felt a sense of “okayness”. Because, I knew it would pass, as phases do.
It’s okay to not be high-vibe all the time. We aren’t meant to be one-dimensional and constantly “light”. We are meant to be multi-faceted, with depth and shadows. My favourite realisation during this phase is that I AM ENOUGH. In all the ways. In slumbers and slumps, in wins and gleeful flow, I AM ENOUGH. As I am.
Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t ignored my feelings. I know that they are signals acting on our subconscious behalf to tell us what needs attention. But not everything needs to be a lesson. Sometimes all it is, is the body calling for rest and rejuvenation, for boundaries and self-care, for time and a safe space.
During this time, I’ve been doing things to protect my energy as I renew myself, because soon, it will be time for more. I’m coming out of the ebb and about to get into the flow. I know this, because that’s how phases work.
