The things you write down...

I wrote this letter to myself about 2 years ago. I don’t know where it came from, I just wrote it. I am now living all the truth and have manifested everything that I felt was expressed in this letter. It feels powerful.

Mitchell, I know you’re going through a rough time. I am not sorry about that. I know this might sound weird, except this is what you signed up for and part of you knows this. Yeah you’re going to have to do something about that hip. You are not here to live in pain. You’re here to move through it and learn what to do with it. Mitchell, you are my son and I love you very much. I want what is best for you, we all do. Time is coming for you to step into who you came here to be. It’s just that in order to live your dream you need great depth. You need to face your fears and come through them. Not many people step up in life and go through their fears. They stay the same… You don’t want that, I don’t want that. To treat people who are going up against their biggest fears you must go through yours. You are scared after watching the video of that person having hip surgery. The video shows you what happens to a person’s body in surgery. Remember, this is not you. It’s your vehicle. Get your shit sorted so you can do what you need to do. As simple as that. Too much energy is leaking into pain. Pay attention to all inside needs. Address your interior and go forth working with others and their interiors. That’s what your energy wants the most. We will support you all the way. We will send you angels all the way through this process. We love you so much you can’t even fathom. We are so proud of you. You are a man now. It’s amazing how far you have come in such a relatively short period of time. Let the next few days unfold. You need another job. Start looking and we will show you.

After writing that letter I never gave it much thought. Until I re-read it this week. It really hit me. It made me feel a level of connection to something far greater than myself. That letter by itself doesn’t mean much but as I reflect on the time between writing it to now, it feels like a big deal.

I went onto heal everything that needed to healed inside of me, I put the torch to all the dark bits. That’s when doors started to open, and it felt so easy. I got the job I needed and once that was over I got another job the week after, which felt perfect.

I opened up to finding a surgeon. When a door closed, another quickly opened and lead me to the man who performed surgery on me last week. Once again it was easy and it felt really good, it was the right fit.

Throughout this whole process I had always felt that I was being guided and assisted along the way. There was always a feeling or a voice or an opportunity that surprisingly came from nowhere. In my darkest days I felt like I had nothing and all I could do was pray. I’m not a religious person, but I guess when I felt like I had hit rock bottom that was all I could do.

“Ask and you shall receive”, is the old quote, I think it’s from the bible… and seemingly, yes. I asked and I recieved. In reflection upon writing that letter, me and the universe co-created together and manifested everything I needed.

Sitting here post surgery I am running at about 33% physical capacity. However, mentally I feel unstoppable. Combined with the feeling of that co-creative power I now and have always possessed, I feel I am in the best space I have ever been.

Pre surgery I was saying to people that my hip was the worst and best thing that had ever happened to me. From now on, I’m just flat out going to say it is the best thing that has ever happened to me. It gave me the opportunity and forced me to face all of my fears, physical and non-physical. It has been 10 years living with my injury. It has changed me so much, and I now feel forever blessed. I am whole.

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