I had a panic attack this morning. I think the last time I had one was also my first, when I was caught in the midst of the Hong Kong protest alone.
The same feelings assailed me. I felt cold all over, my heart was racing a million miles per hour.
I left multiple voice notes on @lifeisjustastorywritten my soul friend's phone, frightened by the liminal space between reality and dream of 4 in the morning.
The veil was so thin. I knew I felt a Presence in me. This loving awareness. I prayed to find solace, to find peace.
I knew what drove me into the dark night of the soul.
I recently placed a bet on myself. I made a decision to step up on my dreams and purposes in service of others.
That is the most terrifying thing. Placing a bet on myself.
How many times have we really done that? How many of you have had the courage to do that?
I ask because I woke up and saw it so clearly,
That we are all capable of placing this bet on ourselves and believing fully in our capacity to deliver.
This was what I did.
· 〰️ Inviting Presence 〰️·
When we stop trying to name whatever it is that is arising from this