Intention. It’s such a loaded word for me today. If my intention is unclear, does that mean I shouldn’t say anything? Should I keep my big mouth shut unless there’s only love coming out of it?
I teach that the answer is yes. If it’s not loving. Wait. Choose again.
But what about all the messy in between? The bits where I either don’t know what the hell my intention is because my feelings are all jumbled up, or I am semi aware my intention isn’t one of love but I just don’t have the strength in that moment to choose love instead. What then?
You may not feel enough. I don’t either sometimes.
You may feel like you haven’t figured it out. There’s still time. Maybe it’s ok to be a work in progress.
You may feel unloveable. You’re not. I love you.
I may well not know you. And. I still love you.
You (I) can be a mess, and still be successful.
If you aren’t quite sure why you’re doing what you’re doing yet (or don’t even have a clue), it’s still ok to live your life anyway.