Waiting for the Bottom to Fall Out?

The sun is shining and I’m doing my best to soak it all in. Yet I’m ready to run on a moments notice as the winds pick up and the dark clouds lurk at a distance. Waiting for the bottom to fall out.
For the past few weeks I’ve been riding a relative high. Yes, there are things to do and yes, I’m still single. Yet, things have been going relatively well and it’s as if I’m waiting for the bottom to fall out.

So now I’m taking some time to refocus and shine my light on what is going well, being grateful for the clear skies – and the rain that is soon to fall, for water is needed for cleansing and for life. Waiting for the bottom to fall out.

And so it goes with soaring, the higher we fly the deeper we must dig to heal the once hidden beliefs that hold us back from the next level. I see where I fear things going well, because that could mean that one day, the bottom may just fall out. So why am I waiting for that to happen? It makes no sense.

Counting my blessings, being grateful for the rays of light, the updrafts that hold me in flight, acknowledging the potential pitfalls while the shadows from the trees dance on my legs and knees. No longer waiting for the bottom to fall out. I send my wishes for continued peace on the gusty breeze, while Summer’s insects sing to me to be free of such worries.

Namaste 

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