I haven’t written lately because I’ve been traveling a bit here and there. There is so much to share, but I figured I’d start with something humorous first.
I’m currently decluttering and reducing my possessions quite a bit. As I go through my closet for the third time in two years, I’m confronted with these skirts whose tags say “one size fits all.” Some say “one size fits most.” I try these on and have to tighten them as much as I can and often, they are still too big.
I started to laugh out loud the other day as I saw the message. It’s not just about clothing fit. I know they make clothing for my exact size. I know I can bless others by passing along these once good finds. For me, the message was about how I am not “most.” I am my unique self. (I resonated more with “all” since it goes along with the idea that we are all One. Oneness means something different for everyone.)
I loved receiving this message. I’ve thought about times in my life where I’ve tried to fit in with others. I ended up feeling quite miserable. In some of my shopping trevails, I’ve noticed that things don’t always fit (not just clothes, but ask my husband about finding racing bicycles to fit me!).
My strategy as of late is to just be me. That is all I can do at the end of the day. I find that those who resonate with me will be drawn to me and vice versa. It works better for me and others. It feels better. So, I’m going with it.
Ironically, the One Size Fits Most clothing doesn’t really suit me much anyway. I noticed these are lovely, flowy skirts, but I’m more of a 1940-1950’s polka dress girl. For a long time, I thought I had to wear some Lightworker uniform in order to be taken seriously in my work as an intuitive. I felt unnatural and not right. Things didn’t fit on many levels for me. It’s funny how at times our human minds can have ideas about how certain groups of people look, act, or dress. I’ve often made assumptions about others too. I’m human after all.
I’ve never wanted to live a life that fits most. I am too unconventional for that. I am okay with not fitting certain things. I am okay with others not always resonating with me. In short, I’m okay with me.
Time to let go of old constructs! (and maybe even buy some new clothing too)
Enjoy the ride,
Lisa
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