I remember going into labour with H.
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The tension was great.
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I kept having pictures of running away, down the street, far away from the tension.
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But imagine I had. ha ha! I would be in horrid pain to this day, the baby dead within me and still, I would be holding on and refusing to go through the relatively short pain of simply allowing her to come out of me.
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OK, so rather YUKKY image there and yet, so many do that.
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Instead of going through the temporary, short-lived pressure of birthing their visions and dreams, they hold it all inside, feeling the thing that could bring them so much joy, sap their energy as they try hard to hold it all inside.
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Feeling the thing that could bring them joy, die within them as they condemn themselves to a lifetime of pain as they try to live someone else’s life because some one, somewhere told them that success looks like denying your own true design and following along with someone else’s definition of what is possible.
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Today is Christmas day.
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A day of great joy for some.
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A day of loneliness and pain for others.
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I pray that you choose to allow your vision to be birthed as Mary allowed Jesus to be born.
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I pray that you choose the acute short-lived tension over the chronic, kill-the-vision, neverending pain.
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I pray that you have a fun filled, joyous day whatever you are doing today.
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I pray that you allow yourself the joy of a free, fulfilled, financially abundant and love-drenched life.
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You are worthy of every desire you carry within your heart but the choice to create it, is yours.
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I pray you allow yourself to create and receive it.
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The tension of birth is temporary.
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Surrender to it and RISE victorious in a life that you adore living each day.
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Happy Christmas day, my love.
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Have a great one.
