Say it out loud.
Write it down.
Give it a name.
Make it physical.
Toss it, tell it, move it, burn it, and get over it. Sometimes that “it” is you. Sometimes it is ourselves that we have to get over. By sometimes, I mean most of the time.
Do it with love, without judgment. Say these words, “I love you anyway. I release you. I release this.” Place your hand on your belly, close your eyes, and repeat until you believe it. Maybe it’s once. Maybe it’s everyday for a month. Or years. Whatever it takes to love yourself anyway, to release yourself.
Allowing outside forces dilute you or pull you away from your highest self do not truly exist unless you bring such delusions to life. You are your creator. Not them, not what has been or is being said, not your history. Every time you bring the external forward into your thoughts, you give the outside world your power, you allow an open field to dictate your presence, your self-worth, your love, and it will spit you out into your people-pleasing ways. You are not here to people-please, kiss-ass, task others to act in your esteem, or lesson yourself out of comfort for others.
You are here to be bold, loving, daring, and living in your highest esteem, your greatest power. Think of it as living and loving inside-out, connecting with the self through your unique, binding power.
Anytime you feel yourself shrinking for others, go back to the top. Pause. Make it physical and say, “I love you anyway. I release you. I release this.” Toss it, tell it, move it, burn it, and get over it.
With burning love.