As she walked the earth each day of her life,
She realized that she kept coming upon
the same issue after issue
yet with different people.
Why was she running into this reflection?
She remembered that she had heard somewhere
that when a person keeps seeing the same issues repeat before them,
whether it's with a dear friend,
a lover,
a family member,
or a vindictive old enemy..
One thing always remained the same.
Her.
Which could only mean one thing.
Her reflection wasn't what she was happy with.
Which also meant that...
She was lying to herself somewhere.
She felt a change was coming up the road..
Change was inevitable.
It had to be done.
Otherwise
what she was constantly seeing reflected,
was going to get the best of her and awaken her pride.
And when pride awoke in her, her ego liked to tag along.
Her Ego was a great manipulator.
He knew exactly how to push her to
accept her false sense of self as a comfort zone.
And she knew damn well why she did it..
It was the only way for her to give up
and join that pity party she enjoyed so much.
But the pity party was getting old.
And when she looked around, all she saw were clowns.
She was a queen.
She knew that much!
Just because she played herself as a clown, she realized
that each time an actual clown stood before her, she couldn't
find harmony with them.
Which only meant one thing.
Her truth was indeed trapped inside the prison she created for herself.
It was time for her to leave the pity party and face her truth.
She realized that if she continued to play small and stay at the party,
then she was indeed a clown herself and she just wasn't going to buy into that.
Not today.
Not ever.
