When you lose a parent, my personal opinion is that it is quite acceptable to have an existential crisis. For those of you not quite up on the psycho-babble, existential just means that you start reflecting on your existence.
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
Am I living my life to the fullest?
The death of a loved one challenges you to take a look at your own life, and really think about if you are being the best version of you.
Despite having a really, really good understanding of the soul’s journey, and knowing that we have continued opportunities to incarnate into a body, life still is short.
THIS life, that we remember, and the people in it, truly is short.
It’s too short:
- to question or doubt your purpose.
- to allow others to define you and your worth.
- to make choices out of obligation and resentment versus joy and excitement.
- to continue to stay stuck in whatever crappy circumstance you created out of a false sense of safety.
- to maintain toxic relationships.
And when you are AWARE, but don’t DO anything about said unhelpful patterns, you basically give yourself permission to just keep repeating them in the next lifetime, over and over again.
It’s like an existential crisis on extended vacation. (But without the yummy umbrella drinks and clear, turquoise water.)
So thanks to my mother, I made my own list of “things that I choose to no longer give fucks about”.
A few items on my list I could easily discard.
For others, I had to do a little soul-level diagnostic to figure out WHY I was so triggered and then pair it with some Tapping (EFT) to send those fucks flying.
Being the best version of myself will always be a work in progress. To live according to who I am at soul-level will always be a work in progress.
But the KEY is having the awareness, clarity, and commitment to make intentional choices, and not allow fear or other people to drive my bus.
I choose to live my life to the fullest.
How about you?