The Universe works in mysterious ways...

Well, I believe I've told you before, that my strategy to begin this blog went along the lines of going to universeareyouthere.com, hit the button, see what message the Universe had for me, and start from there.

Well, yesterday I went to the website and the message was:

Stop worrying about the future otherwise you won't enjoy the present.

I saved it on my drafts, and went on with my life. Today, I wanted to write a little bit, and decided that this message wasn't exactly what I wanted.  Especially because I've dwelled a little bit into this in a past blog post... But well, guess what. I kid you not!! The message that I got was:  Stop worrying about the future otherwise you won't enjoy the present.

Guess I'll have to write about it. Somehow...

The Universe works in mysterious ways.

Sometimes, the Universe will bombard us with what we didn't, won't, didn't want to see. So that we can see it. Or, at least, reflect upon it. These last few days my live has given me the opportunity to better understand some things that I had, have, been avoiding for the majority of my life, to be honest with you. 

I had a very, very special person telling me over a handwritten letter that what they admired the most about myself was my ability to walk hand in hand with my insecurities. Which is funny. Funny that I remembered this today, of all days, way more than a decade later. And funny that my insecurities have taken over the biggest part of my life, instead of walking by my side, as they once did. (Actually, I'll have to re-read this letter. It will be interesting to see what he had to say and how much do I still resonate with it. It was such a beautiful letter!) Actually, this last thing I wrote leads me to thinking: are they really taking over my life? Or am I the one who doesn't give them their space to walk by my side; acknowledging them, saluting them, introducing them to other people, and allow them to be. Instead of ignoring them so much that they become a bigger problem than they really are? 

You see... The more we reject our insecurities, the bigger that elephant gets. Am I making any sense? Well, I'm making sense for myself, so, sorry if I'm not making any for you. Your loss. 

The lesson is big with this one! The more we reject our insecurities, the more we feel guilty about having them, the more we self-censor ourselves, the more we instigate a problem that otherwise could be really small.

Trying to paint a picture for you here: imagine that your insecurity is being afraid of the dark. If you're at your friend's house and you don't allow your insecurity to come our, aka telling your friend you're afraid of the dark, you'll allow yourself to become anxious because your friend won't be able to tell you're afraid of the dark, therefore keeping you in a dark room when you go to sleep. Making you step into an episode of anxiety AND insecurity, because you weren't adult enough to realise you had to say it out loud, and acknowledge it, for it to become a smaller problem right from the start. 

And the thing is! If your friend couldn't understand your fear of the dark and called you names and told you that you were a big baby, there and then you could see that your friend was a big asshole, and you'd have two problems solved at once. If your friend understood what you had told them, and decided to keep the bedside lamp turned on, so that you could sleep, then and there you had tamed that insecurity of yours. More than allowing it to take up the whole fucking room, you had given it room to breathe and unpuff, just like a blowfish. And you would've realised that your friend actually has compassion and that, my friend, is something rare nowadays. So keep that friend of yours really close to your heart and build them a motherfucking altar, or get them a throne in heaven!

But. Did you see what I just did here? Started talking about one thing, ended up talking about blowfish... 

I guess the Universe really works in mysterious ways!