Releasing my need to be understood

F yes we basically made it to Leo season!

Loves,

my whole life I have craved deeply to be understood. My biggest internal suffering typically comes from feeling like someone can’t or won’t understand me.

That is probably all of us right? It is most likely a human animal HUNGER.

Not to be agreed with, or comforted, maybe not even accepted - but at least for a moment, seen in fullness. Seen in the wild tangle of contradictions that we are.

When I feel deeply misunderstood it feels like a visceral tearing, a breaking of the bones, a ripping in my heart. What follows is the torment of wanting to explain myself. Followed by the torment of the realization that no matter what we say or do, we will not ever make someone see us, that doesn’t want to even try. To people that are married to their own version of reality, not just flirting with it. “We are all just characters in another persons movie”, a friend once said to me.

And yet, nothing pulsates more beautifully under my skin, than when I feel deeply understood by another.

It happens. The lucky ones will meet another human that mirrors us back so accurately it makes our heart tremble. A lover, a friend, a teacher. How often does that happen in a lifetime? Two times? Three? A handful? And how many of these people will we be able to keep in our small universe to continuously be met in this way?

Not enough to rely on.

Recently, wonderful Brit from

The Liminal Woman

was sitting across from me in my ceremony space and truth bombed my tiny romantic heart.

“It is no one’s job to understand you but you, because no one can understand you but you. Except for maybe God, if you believe in a God”

Heart broken open, the beauty of knowing, of remembering rushing in.

Of course my body always knew that the real work is this - to not being fully seen by another, but learning to see yourself so clearly, that being misunderstood no longer destabilizes you.

Not, because it doesn’t hurt.

But because you no longer need your reflection to come from anyone else’s eyes.

May the world mistake my tender irreverence for carelessness.

May the world mistake my capacity to hold the hards bits in lightness for shallowness.

May the world mistake Freya for Aphrodite.

May the world see emergence and call it emergency.

May the world see a sovereign woman and call her detached.

May the world see my fierce self-love and mistake it for arrogance.

May the world be the world,

and let me release the need to be understood, and instead bless myself into wholeness.

Thank the Heavens we have almost made it to Leo season. Time to leave the Cancerian aches behind for the sunlight of our own radiance.

Leo rules the heart, self-expression and the loud, raw desire to show our fullness.

Leo’s medicine is the blaze of self-honoring.

Leo season demands your aliveness. It wants you to choose you for you.

Leo wants you to trust your inner fire and show yourself.

What turns you on about your life and can we run free from that arousal?

This season is for the woman who is ready to bless her own brilliance and will not quiet her roar to appease.

Just understand yourself. Let that be enough.

My radiance is the medicine.

LEO IS THE SEASON THAT REMINDS YOU TO NOT WAIT FOR PERMISSION TO SPEAK, SHINE, BURN.

I WON’T TONE MYSELF DOWN.

I WILL TURN MYSELF ON.

In softness,

Eva

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