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Embrace your deepest self

Ever feel like you need to change to be "good enough"? We all have habits or traits we've been told we should change in order to be successful or accepted.
What would happen if instead you chose to accept yourself exactly as you are, no ifs, ands or buts?
What if growth is not a self-improvement project but a step toward self-actualization? What if it means peeling away layers of bullshit we're accumulated over the years that doesn't serve us anymore?
That would mean everything you needed was already within you and you just needed to be open and willing to step into your destiny and welcome into your life what is meant for you.
That might mean rejecting limiting beliefs about the right and wrong way to be or to live. It might mean accepting a different outcome than what you originally envisioned. It might even mean changing your environment to better suit your needs. And it's hard to deal with external criticism and judgement about your choices. But it takes so much energy to try and be someone you're not, or to fit somewhere you are not meant to be. It is hard, heavy work, and the outcome rarely feels worth it.
You'll know what is right for you by the way it flows from you and to you: joyfully and freely.

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