Release & Repattern

If you think you’re out of second chances, think again.

With every breath… every encounter… every action and reaction… you have a choice. You can choose to feel stuck, or you can decide to find a way out. It’s that simple.

No matter how low you feel, no matter how suffocating your circumstances… you have a choice. Even if the love of your life has run out on you or you’ve lost your only friend. Even if you don’t have a pot to piss in. Even if you’re lonely and depressed. Even if circumstances have you feeling boxed in and you hate your job… your spouse… your past… your future… your demons.

Regardless of what it is that makes you feel cornered or hopeless, I believe you have a choice.

I believe we all do.

We can wake up and pick gratitude over wallowing. We can shift perspective and get attuned to seeing the good instead of the bad. We can reach out for help. We can kick old habits and create a different lifestyle. We can find courage that perhaps we didn’t know we had. We can practice kindness to ourselves and others.

We can let go of comparison, uninvite drama and shout for all to hear: “I’M GOING TO BE HAPPY, DAMMIT! I DESERVE IT!”

So, give it a try: release, repattern, love, live, smile. It’s never too late.

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