It's a mad thing. I wrote before about how sometimes the simplest of things jump up and somehow pull you through, help you keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Well, this morning I was editing the Hope Joy Love Pinterest. Apparently all the craft and nature stuff I have been pinning is confusing the algorithm — making it think I am a craft or nature site. Not showing the pins to the right people.

The thing is, I tried searching for "Reiki" and "Healing" and ran away from all the toxic positivity stuff. I spent years guilting myself out with it all and those things simply don't speak to me anymore. So I gave up ;)

But the algorithm doesn't like my pins. So today I tried again, managed to find some cute and funny yoga stuff. That led me to some trauma informed yoga stuff which looked great. And that led me to some more authentic sounding healing stuff, which I love...

Looking through the art of a little boy riding an elephant blowing stars, funny monsters with quotes like "I woke up like this" and such, one piece of art popped up that for some reason just hit.

A simple pen drawing of a whole bunch of people and "Forgive all of your selves".

Wow.

I normally clump prescriptive, preachy, stuff in with "toxic positivity". It screams to me that I'm not ok as I am so have to buy whatever is being sold in order to "fix" me, or make me "better" or be "my best self". In other words, I think it is another way of saying "you are not enough as you are", which is a fundamental lie. But this one didn't feel like that. This one hit.

Forgive all my selves.

It's so funny isn't it? How one day something you've struggled with for years finally makes sense.

Yes. I do. Yes. I will.

Yes.
Yes.
Yes.

I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you.

And I know, forgiveness is a practice. I used to believe it was some magical thing that I just had to do one day and boom my whole life would change forever. But it isn't. It's a practice.

I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you.

So today I am feeling it and feeling on top of the world as a result. Tomorrow I might be back in the dark again. But...

I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you.

I trust that if I remember this and keep practicing, it will become automatic and, while this sense of freedom, this sense of release, may become covered again, growth never was about staying in one place — or holding on to one thing — was it?

I forgive you. I love you. And I let you go.

With hope, joy and love —

Hare Krishna and Namaste I pray you have a blessed day x