Did You Fall for the Wrong Person?
The right kind of love grows with you.
If the past few years have taught me anything, it’s to actually give a shit about how I feel. And I know it sounds so basic and even a bit strange, but hear me out. If I get a little “yes” or “no” feeling about anything or anyone, I now pay attention without self-betrayal. In other words, I know who I am and trust myself, and I have created the conditions for that part of me–the power of spirit inherited by the soul by which we perceive truth directly– to be honored. It wasn’t also so. I didn’t always listen to my inner voice; getting here was a long road. But here I am–understanding the potency and benign intent of the parts of myself that previously needed to recruit outside validation, particularly when it came to love.
Definitely, when it came to love.
I’m not alone in this journey. I know plenty of midlife women who have spent years ignoring the whisper of their souls, submitting to self-betrayal, giving away their power to the men in their lives, only to wind up in unfulfilling, connectionless relationships.
Did they fall for the wrong person?
Perhaps. Or maybe those women, like me, fell in love with someone else before they first fell in love with themselves — before they knew who they were and what they stood…
