Two words that begin with the letter, "R," that pack a big punch.
It's easy and natural to feel disappointed when we are rejected from work projects, partners, friends, etc, and by all means feel your feels. Sadness, sightedness, insecurity is my natural go-to. However, lately, instead of acting on the emotions that surface by picking myself apart, changing my look, reacting, anything at all, I have been interchanging the words, "redirection," and "rejection."
Rather than being rejected from something, I'm being redirected towards something else.
I AM BEING REDIRECTED TOWARDS SOMETHING ELSE. repeat. repeat. breathe. repeat.
In an instant I feel the subtle lift of tension from my chest, and can continue on with my day, or task at hand, instead of ruminating on reasons why I'm not good enough, because I AM good enough.
While ultimately it's nice to think that we have control of how life will go, there is no fixed agenda. At the end of the day, your life unfolds as it should, not as you want it to. Cold hard truth being served on a Tuesday. Love you, LP.
