You Just “Are”

Dear Unconditional Love — What would you have me know today?

I know you hear the voice of your baby and you worry. You worry if you’re doing enough, being enough. I know you think it’s because you care. And you do, you care so much. But your worry about being enough has always been there. It’s like a friend you’ve always had. 

You hear your mom saying, “you will never be good enough for someone else’s son” and it crushes you. You tell her it makes sense. But it doesn’t. It’s her story, not yours. Anyone would be lucky to have you. Anyone that has you has chosen you, after all. 

Although, interestingly you chose your mom. That’s how it works. We are all souls up there taking inventory of the paths we want to fulfill. And then we jump through the portal into the embodied being we’ve chosen. We take a good inventory too. We only choose what we’re looking to learn. And yes, this is why you like the movie Soul so much. That spoke to you because it’s true for you. It makes perfect sense. Or at least, it helps you come to terms with anything and everything you need to. Hopey fulfilled what she needed to. I know you know that.

I was there when you chose your mom, your dad, your family. We talked it through. It made perfect sense, and still does.

You’re right where you’re supposed to be babe. I know it’s hard sometimes, but you already knew that. When each thing happens, you worry you’re not where you’re supposed to be because you forgot we were out there choosing this for you. That’s by design babe. If you remembered everything you knew would happen you’d fucking run the other way. We’re wiser when we’re out there, and we regain our consciousness here.

I’m here to help you do that. I’m here to help you remember. We’re going through that “splendor of recognition” right now. You’re re-remembering that you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.

It’s your ego and worldly self that question it all the time, it’s not your origin story though. I’m here to remind you of that. That we’ve got this.

What does “enough” mean anyways? You just “are” and everyone else just is. Enough is a construct we’re taught to chase that keeps us away from each other. I know you want to know if you are enough, you want me to remind you. But the reason you don’t believe it is because it isn’t true. No one is enough for anything. We all just are. Which I know means more to you than the empty “you are enough” bullshit. 

No need to chase being enough babe. It’s vapor. You are not.

Proof that things that “just are” are incredible. You stopped and noticed this for a reason. I’m so glad you did.