“I f*cked it up”
A poetic conversation between the critical voice and the Divine / True Self. Upper Limit freak-outs and pivoting back into Truth.
“I f*cked it up”
Royaly.
The momentum and flow
carrying me like a chariot
through the waves and the wind
Unstoppable.
Barely recognize the newness
free from the sickness
free from the past failures, concerns
immune to the twists & turns.
Until, it was gone.
Brought on by my own demise.
My own actions that were simply happening
My actions, my choices,
that led to massive transition.
Right in the middle of my launch?
It became about me again,
in the midst of my service.
How did this happen?
I want to get back.
How do I get back?
Please God, get me back.
Sweet Child, it’s not far.
There is still something to clear, the fear and the scars.
You’re doing great, you’re picking it up
The bold action you took, it does not go unnoticed.
Your devotion, it comes back to you times one hundred.
Then what do I do?
Feel, surrender, once again, find the balance.
Breathe, patience, support, and intention.
Open, let go, surrender, and trust.
The key is within you, remember, you’ve set
yourself up for greatness.
This is not failure.
This is being human.
Brush yourself off. Feel feel feel.
Feel it all and then get crystal clear.
About who you really are.
About who you get to be.
You create yourself.
No excuses.
It’s only you who can pull yourself out of being a victim.
You consecrate your destiny.
It’s yours for the taking.
It’s your life to live.
Your love to give.
Your transmissions to share,
from the radiance of your essence.
Sweet one, you’ve got yourself this far.
Don’t stop now.
This world needs you.
Thank you for reading this poem for healing between my critical voice and God / the Divine / my Higher Self. I recently reached an Upper Limit nervous-system, subconscious-mind, mini freak-out when big things were manifesting (my dream 3-story home in my favorite area of Mexico City) in this new life I am creating for myself as I recently timeline-hopped into a new reality and moved from Tulum, MX after 3+ years to my favorite city. The one that has been flirting with me, calling me in for 3 years now.
Our Upper Limit (a term coined by Gay Hendricks) is the maximum capacity of abundance, love, wealth, etc. that we are comfortable with. When we reach this ceiling, our subconscious tends to sabotage in very sneaky ways! Like getting sick, having something pull you off course, sabotaging an opportunity, etc.
Do you know it, too?
It was like Life-school asked me, “Am I really here for this level of devotion to my service and to my own greatness?” I had to dig deep into my true desires as I felt moments of my past trying to pull me back in to the comfortable, and then pivoting back into my Truth.
Thank God for my tools that I have embodied in my spiritual bootcamp, alchemizing day after day, death and rebirth past 4 years… Havening, energy healing, Kundalini Yoga, somatic embodiment practices (like dance), creative writing (like the poem above) and asking for support helped me to clear the limiting beliefs and come back home to my Truth.
Are you in a life upgrade right now? Where you feel you are on the precipice of your destiny but aren’t quite sure how to bring it into form? Not quite sure how to bring the vision into desired reality?
I get you. I have been there (and I still have those episodes) and I want you to know you are seen, heard, understood.
Sometimes we are guided to walk alone and sometimes support is exactly what we need. From someone who has embodied the tools, been through it on this path to remind you of the light at the end of the tunnel. A reminder that you WILL get to the other side, no doubt about it.
Inside of Consecrating Destiny, we go deep to heal the limiting beliefs, clean the subconscious and re-write new stories to truly live the life of your dreams, of your highest destiny.
How did this poem and share resonate with you?
Have you had your own Upper Limit experiences?
I would love to hear! Drop a comment below or send me a dm on Instagram @itsmeldolan.