The next shiny thing won't "save" you. You don't need saving.

Throat closing, chest constricting, breath shortening, heart pounding.

Grasping, grasping, grasping.

Gimme. Pick me. Choose me. Complete me.

Please. I’ll do anything. I’ll even betray myself for a fleeting taste of you.

I want you I need you I hate you I love you.

So many of us fixate on dangling carrots that are perpetually just out of reach.

The sparkly, promising illusion of “THIS is it! This is the answer! This is what I need! This is the big fix!”

The relationship. The sex. The job. The followers. The money. The body. The approval. The recognition.

We’ve collectively strayed so far from our own inner wholeness that we sneakily convince ourselves “the next thing” will be sure to do the trick of completing us.

Finally. I’ll be whole.

Finally. I’ll be happy.

Finally. I’ll be fulfilled and content and secure and at peace.

It comes as no surprise that this story we tell ourselves is… bullshit.

One that comes from a colonized view of the world, and all that’s in it, as a bottomless buffet table for you to take from and claim as your property.

Mine mine mine. Gimme. Let me accumulate MORE and be bigger, better, faster, and shinier in order to feel valuable, worthy, and whole.

But this earth is relational.

And you, my friend, are in relationship with all that is, including your yearnings and desires.

Relate to your grasping not as a signifier that something is lacking, but as your spirit’s invitation to remember your innate wholeness.

And to come back home to yourself.

This is the common thread of all the work I do.

Remembrance of wholeness.

Remembrance of power.

Remembrance of not only being loved but being love itself.

Remembrance of “Holy shit… I’m alive. I might as well suck every last drop of nectar from this one precious life. I might as well enjoy it.”

Maybe your grasping isn’t actually for that thing that you’ve projected all your power onto.

Maybe you’re grasping for yourself.

And maybe that’s all you’ve ever wanted all along.

Self-abandonment in exchange for a temporary and illusory feeling of “I’m enough” will never satisfy you.

That which you idolize and glorify is that which you become enslaved to.

God is within. Heaven is within. Abundance is within. Love is within.

Remember.

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Nadine Hamilton is a certified Somatic Sexuality Coach and devoted Practitioner of somatic healing, embodied power, emotional alchemy, and earth-based spirituality, offering coaching and mentorship that guide soulful, driven women to unleash their wildest expression, expand their capacities for pleasure and intimacy, fall in love with their true erotic nature, and remember their own divinity.

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