𝓜𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓞𝓯 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮 - Wednesday 13 August 2025

Though I did some serious rewiring already, I am starting to see how stuck I have been in that scarcity mindset.

Limiting myself for decades....

Because planning a future feels like a luxury when survival is the focus.

These posts are:

𝒯𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝐼 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝒻 𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝒷𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒.
𝒯𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒.
𝒯𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈𝑒𝓉.
𝒯𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒.

I am doing it myself; there is nobody else to blame for my mania.

Every day, I get behind that keyboard and open up a new can of worms, as if there is an endless line of unopened cans.

An abundance of cans, cans filled with me worms.
My worms are my words, my feelings, my ideas, my discoveries, and most of all, my desire to no longer live in the scarcity of survival mode.

These posts are meant to make it easy, and they have already brought me so much since I started. By pausing and reflecting daily, I have opened abundance´s floodgates.

Everywhere I look, I see its shine. Not just because I made it visible, but also because I am crying out to the universe that I am ready to receive.

Finally, I see that it´s as simple as that, as simple as considering myself worthy, and saying I am here, I am ready to receive.

The me that thought it was okay to have enough to get by is being replaced, being erased, by the me that sees that I deserve what I am willing to give myself.

That can be enough to get by, or abundant, so I can share and enjoy. I always thought a small room, a bed, a desk, and a machine to write on would be enough.

But why ask for a little if you can ask for a lot?
Why limit yourself?
Why did I limit myself?

I did not know any better, and I was happy with what I had. But opening yourself up to abundance does not mean that you want more than what makes you happy.

It´s about not limiting myself, not saying okay, I have a bed and a table, so I do not need anything more.

It´s about saying thanks for the bed and the table I have, and being open to receiving a million other things that come my way.

Thank you for making it this far....for those who know me...or better, think they know me, this might have been a WTF moment.

About Me
I’m a self-explorer, writer, and truth-seeker on a journey of turning the unconscious into conscious awareness. For years, I lived under the weight of hidden beliefs—scarcity, unworthiness, fear of failure—that shaped my life without me realizing it. It wasn’t fate; it was the unseen patterns within me.

Through deep self-reflection, journaling, and emotional exploration, I learned to face my shadows and rewrite my story. I believe healing begins when we dare to confront the parts of ourselves we’ve kept in the dark. My journey has been about making peace with these inner landscapes and choosing new beliefs that uplift rather than limit.

Forgiveness, both of myself and others, has been a powerful catalyst in my transformation. It has allowed me to release resentment, dissolve emotional burdens, and create space for growth and inner peace.

I use words to translate emotions into clarity. Writing is how I navigate my inner world—it’s how I process, release, and transform. Every tear, every insight, every shadow is part of my path toward wholeness.

Here, I share my reflections, my learnings, and my ongoing journey of self-discovery. If you’re someone who feels life has been running on autopilot and you’re ready to take the wheel, you’ll find a kindred spirit in me.

Rudyard Kipling´s (1865 – 1936) IF

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

Because I looked,

I looked at my mind from both sides now,
From up and down, and still somehow
It's my mind´s illusions I recall
I really don't know my mind at all