The First Day

I Know It Sounds Cliche, but...I Feel it Fits Perfectly

​Today is the first day of my new life.
I know that sounds cliché, but…I feel it fits perfectly.
 
I wanted a new lifestyle, but naturally, some of the old me stepped into it. Truth is, pretty much all of the old me stepped into it. I suppose that’s what makes real and lasting change so difficult at first. Our old selves, our old thoughts, our old sabotages - all our old shit - comes along for the ride.

And all that old shit doesn’t like change. It likes things just the way they are. It resists and it makes you quite uncomfortable in the process.
 
Until it doesn’t.
 
You begin to notice and feel the subtle shifts. All the new wanting to come in. Like a whisper, a nudge, tapping you on the shoulder to pay attention. And when you do pay attention, you get a little insight and you feel better. And you go with it. You give that energetic shift your attention. You hop on board, strap yourself in and you go where it’s nudging you to go.
 
As you go for it, new things, actions, thoughts, habits and ways of being get on board with you and the shift. And the old stuff naturally begins to jump off, fall away. You’re not giving it the attention it’s used to and needs to survive. 

​Plus, there’s really no room left for it, there with all the new, riding around with you and the shift.
 
All the old shit can no longer survive without your attention and without you allowing room for it.
 
I’m sticking with that old cliché, ‘Today is the first day of my new life.’, because it is.
 
Because a shift is happening within me.
 
I recognize it. I honor it. I accept it. I welcome it. I allow it to happen. I allow it to be.
 
So it is, and it is so. 

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