Thank you. So often that happens I think. We’re told to ‘pick our battles’. But really — when you look at them — how many are actually necessary? So few. We become so self protective. When Surrender hits you — its compulsory. I’ve laid down my sword in the past before — near my feet — where I could reach it again…just in case. This time — I broke it over my knee. There is no Plan B. No parachute. It’s a free fall off a cliff — out a plane — no safety net. Susan had it right — it’s really terrifying. But I had to.
Good luck. When you’re ready to break that sword for keeps — that’s when you know — you are done with the fight. For good. And you will completely freak the fuck out for awhile. :)