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It's that time of year again, the time of year where I anxiously scour the web trying to "research" what this year might hold for me. Some might call this absurd, but I say it's good planning.
(*Confession, I'm a control freak meets doomsday prepper and believe with every bone in my body that ignorance is NOT bliss.)
However, lately, I've been wondering if I have been doing it all wrong- life that is. I'm a Rooster and according to Chinese astrologers, this year will be a tumultuous one (apparently broke and not so fabulous). You can only imagine what that did to my emotional state. Immediately I felt the room spin, palm sweaty, heart racing. "How was I gonna plan for this," I thought to myself. "Maybe I'll sell my half used La Mer!"
Yes, it got dark. But before I reveal too much of the gory, tearfilled details, let me jump to today.
In that moment, I decided to say fuck it! The new me (or week old, new me) has now come to embrace the FACT that no one and nothing controls my destiny except yours truly. Is that terrifying- yes. Does that mean I have to take accountability for my bad choices and often "(too) fiery" personality (I'm also an Aries)- yes. But, does that also mean that I get to take pride in the good decisions and amazing success- yes and yes!
Now, I'm a newbie at this whole "power over your own destiny" thing and I'd be lying if I said that I didn't still, every so often, look to see if there are predictions that offer me a happier and shinier financial state.
But, I am a work in progress and I'm glad to say that itis all my work.