Just because someone doesn’t do something I would like them to do, does not make them wrong.
Just because I feel sad, does not make them wrong.
When I make them wrong I merely feel worse, because I get kicked out of alignment.
That’s all pain is.
Feeling separate from who we really are.
If we knew how loved and adored we are. How supported we are by All That Is. How perfect we are in our messy, imperfect expansion. If we knew our value, our uncomfortable emotions could not last long. They would be springboards, causing us to move toward improved situations.
Uncomfortable emotions are not the enemy.
What if we talked to them?
“Thank you sadness, I know you are attempting to tell me something important. I’m willing to sit with you a moment, and listen to what you are saying.”
No one need be wrong, for me to be okay.
Even my sadness isn’t wrong. She’s a wise friend, who maybe tells me what I don’t want to hear, but what I need to know.
Everything is unfolding as it should be.
All is well.