This one totally knocked me out:
“Nothing heals, helps, cures, mends, builds, clears, stabilizes, fixes, balances, restores, corrects, inspires, enables, empowers, enlightens or tickles, Rori, better than the truth.
Ask for it by name,
Go here to get your own Notes From The Universe –>> (I still get them every day and feel inspired by each one – yet I could feel my entire body and being just relax, get still and easy when I started reading this one…
Whenever I feel sad, or confused, or defeated, or anxious –
I now ask myself: “What am I telling myself?”
And then I ask “What am I not telling myself?”
Then I ask “What am I not telling another person?”
It’s usually my man I’m withholding the truth from, or trying to figure out HOW to withhold the truth.
And then – to keep me feeling consistent – I automatically start not telling myself the truth, either.
Then I start making up all kinds of things.
If this feels familiar to you – Here’s what I do to “right” the boat that’s me, floating in life (even though not being “right” and floating in life lopsided or upside down or any-which-way is just fine, too…):
After I ask myself those questions above, I just start telling myself the truth.
I stand still and put the words together.
I own whatever it is I feel most afraid of or disgusted by.
Even though I can feel the fear and the discomfort – I can also feel a kind of “sinking in.”
I can feel myself being more “me.”
And that feels better than what I “think” would be the result of anything I could make up.