Last night, my partner and I had a fight.
It was late, and we didn’t manage to resolve it.
I went to bed with a heavy heart.
And when I woke up…
The weight was still there.
I wake up before her, so I had time.
My mind continued spinning:
What if she’s still angry?
What if this never gets resolved?
What if I already messed it up beyond repair?
I tried to figure it out.
But the more I tried,
the more impossible it felt.
I felt stuck and wanted out.
I thought there must be a better way.
I must be missing something.
So I started questioning everything.
Then I asked:
“How do I know she’s still angry?”
I paused.
And I realized…
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
I’ve just been thinking, feeling, and imagining the worst, as if I knew.
I’ve been feeding fear like it’s a certainty.
But the fact is:
I don’t know!
Why was it so hard to imagine lovingly and cast a righteous judgment?
Today’s conversation is just about that.
Join us and let’s take our power back and create our own love from within:
🐝🙏💝
P.S. The memory shared above happened months ago and has been long resolved.🙏💜