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Realignment

 It's the first Wednesday of 2023, we made it!!! 

I have so much hope for this year because I lost a huge part of it last year. A number of times I tweeted "when I get better, I'm going to do everything I planned to but never did either because I thought I wasn't good enough or I just felt lazy to). 

Fast forward to January 2023, I'm still not 100!! In most cases, it would mean I'm still going to sulk and complain about how I'm not in the state I wanted to be to conquer the world but after a few therapy sessions and heart to hearts, I decided to realign! 

What I needed to change is not my leg or wait for my health to get better. It's my mind that has to be adjusted, to be "realigned". If I can think it, I definitely can do it. So hell yeah, I'm coming for everything I dreamt of no matter what! 

As humans, it's very easy to allow our circumstances determine what our next move is and it's often the "I don't think I can", we let the heaviness speak for us, "I can't do this because my leg is broken or because my heart is broken". There's a million reasons we give for our "I can't", even when there's enough proof that you can! 

As we step into 2023, it's time to realign yourself, your mind and heart. Go forth and be great no matter what you're facing! 


Thank you for reading ☺️


Lots of love 💕


Thee Talkative Aries ♈

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