Undone in body.
Undone in mind.
Undone in spirit.
It is a word usually matched to a falling apart—-as in someone came completely undone.
They blew up and went to pieces—-the strength to hold it together having fled the scene.
I’m here to tell you coming undone is a gift—-one to never be avoided.
Undone and flying apart can tear down defenses built up over long years of living.
Our inner parts are open to seeing day LIGHT. Our naked, tender selves have broken the confines of living inward in darkness and fear.
Our knowing inner self has finally arrived at the “I’m mad as heck and I’m not gonna take it anymore” threshold.
The pressure to grow, to be in the light and produce the gift shoves apart walls of indifference and disappointments.
We, in effect, become undone.
Coming undone when seen from afar seems pretty scary and is never something we welcome with open arms.
Why are we so afraid of coming UNDONE?
What are our fears surrounding such an event?
Do we fear never being the same again?
That we would become someone that even we can’t recognize?
Or worse yet—-that those we have been seeking approval from would take the first exit ramp right out of our lives?
We tend, as humans, to always be looking down the barrel of the worst case scenario—-forgetting that the same elements that cause a bullet to be propelled can also create dazzling fireworks 🙂
Just picture it. No longer predictable or calculated. Life unraveled, hands and heart wide open.
What a sight we would look like!
For all the world to see.
Yep, there she is—-just look at her. She came UNDONE.
She couldn’t live like she had been—-confined, narrow thinking, and over processing every piece of info that came her way.
Folks who’ve come undone tend to…
Leave behind carefully crafted lives, scheduled day by day.
They do unthinkable things.
Dear god, they take CHANCES and RISKS.
THEY Do THiNGS WIThOUT KNoWING WhAT THe OUTCoME WILL Be!!!
Are they freaking crazy or what??
Crazy can be good. And maybe, just maybe,
they are out doing themselves.
Yes, I said out doing themselves.
That sneaky undoing has a way of becoming a world of outdoing ourselves.
Doing more than seemed possible BEFORE the great UNDOING.
Outdoing even the highest dreams we ever held for ourselves.
Totally on the way to outdoing ourselves.