What if you weren't made for this?

What if you weren’t meant for this?

Maybe you don’t need to push through or change to become more resilient and improve your capacity or skills. Maybe it just wasn’t meant for you. It isn’t because you aren’t strong enough, capable enough, resilient enough, or that you are weak, or too sensitive, or too scared. Maybe, just maybe, it just wasn’t meant for you. That you are made to do or to be something else. Your sensitivities, your intuition, and your ability to feel the world so deeply around you do not flourish and thrive in an environment that is chaotic, unpredictable, and emotionally draining on your empathic soul.

What if that was the case?

What if you could accept that the world needs you to move in a direction where your body, mind, soul, and energy can flourish and create beauty and healing and meaning and purpose? Does that make you “less than”? Does waving the white flag for something not meant for you a weakness? Especially, when everything in your body is telling you it is not for you.

The panic when you think about it. The work you are doing to overcome the gaps in your skills and capacity to do a job that feels impossible for you (and has from the beginning if you stop denying that to yourself). The complete exhaustion at the end of the day that keeps you from being present and full with the people who need you the most.

You will never get enough of something not meant for you, because it will never satisfy your soul. It will feel like enough because it will never be.

Because you were meant to shine. And to shine, you must learn to listen to your body, heart, mind and soul, and follow where it takes you.

Feeling uneasy, drained, and completely overwhelmed daily is a message, especially if it has been going on for days, or months, or even years. I know your sensitive heart wants to save the world and heal the children who need it most, but is there another way?

Maybe there is.

You were meant to flourish and shine, and you must allow yourself the pleasure of doing this for yourself. And you know, in your heart (and you always have), that the classroom and the school environment are not the place where you are able to do that.

And that is O.K.

And it is O.K. to feel the grief of that. Let your tears flow and your heart break. Let your body release all that it has been holding through these years, knowing that this might not be for you.

I know you know, even though you pretend that you don’t know. You have always known.

It is time to stop denying and allowing this to settle along with the emotions that go along with it.

The disappointment.
The sense of failure and loss.
The feeling of shame of not being able to overcome your limitations.
The feeling of being a quitter, a loser… weak, and lacking of skills and capacity to do something that your heart and soul truly wanted to believe it could do.
The fear and reluctance of knowing that your path will have to diverge, or else you will go down with a sinking ship.
The sadness you feel that you cannot save the world.

Feel it. It is O.K.
The kids will be O.K.
You will be O.K.
But the shame is so hard to bear. The feeling of failure of not being, or not achieving and quitting something you wanted, and longed to become. The disappointment and grief for all the love, the sweat, the tears, and the effort you put in to fight for the ones who needed the most, and the knowledge that it might not work out as you wished it would. The constant and never-ending discomfort of this inner conflict that has been swirling in your body, mind, and soul for so long, and fear for the unknown future.

You don’t need to make any big decisions. But please, my sweet girl, please acknowledge these last words: The world needs you to choose yourself. YOUR CHILDREN need you to choose yourself. It is only when you learn to choose and yourself heal from trying to become someone that you were not meant to be and begin to listen to the messages that are guiding you back to who you were born to be. A

place where you are challenged, but at peace knowing, that you are no longer trying to become

Let this be the great resignation and the great reset.

You can’t force it to be different.

It is time to choose yourself.