A Series of Keys – Loving the Things That Support You

I’m on day 3 of an incredible love story that is unfolding between myself and this dress I invested in from wool&. I’ve never felt so cute, comfortable, supported, held, and stylish in a piece of clothing – and I’m going to work with the company because I want EVERYONE to have access to this too.

The first day I wore the dress I rubbed my tummy and told her how adorable she looked and felt in this dress. And I was so impressed by the quality and the joy this simple piece brought me. She had pockets, the fabric was comfortable and breathable, and I’d gone for a two mile walk without any chub rub. Which. Just made me feel really at home in my body. I felt truly comfortable, and that helped me do this last little push of healing. Which is fully possessing my superpower.

And we talk about spiritual healing journeys a lot around here. So get used to it? You’re welcome? But we often do not even acknowledge the things around us that supported all of the work that goes into retrieving your soul from behind all of the shadows given to you by life. Especially life in *gestures vaguely*. But there were a series of things that I did to support myself behind the scenes, and these are the real stars of the Anami Grace show. Right?

Because I wouldn’t have had the capacity to crawl through the painful memories of my childhood. To hold myself through the trauma of being as ridiculous as I am and nobody to care for that need. The cPTSD. And hold myself through all of the times I was chronically misunderstood for just. Being a smart, cute, autistic human on planet earth.

I couldn’t have done that if I was still trying to prove how environmentally friendly I was by stressing myself out trying to drive an electric car over a mountain pass on a fairly regular basis. To spend both too much time and too much money to justify that level of stress.

I couldn’t have done it with piles of clean laundry still laying around because I was waiting for someone to save me from my ADHD (which makes my autism that much more exciting and spicy! YAY for me!) so I could do a task that nobody even cared if I did.

So by in the background purchasing myself the most reasonable car I could for my driving habits and lifestyle was an act of devotion for Anami Grace.

By buying shelves/laundry baskets for my laundry instead of folding it – my laundry now takes me 3 minutes on a bad day – and my space is always clean because I finally gave my superpower. To myself.

My name is Anami Grace and I am probably one of the most helpful people I’ve ever met. BUT. I had to give that to myself first by taking care of the practical things in my life so that I could just do a little light magic on the side. And by that I mean facing the depth of your ridiculousness and cleaning out all of the gunk from your programming and experiences you’ve been avoiding.

But I never would have known that until I put this dress on and felt the deep comfort of being the most kickass version of myself. For myself. All the time.

This is just basically a love letter to all of the things that helped me to use my helpfulness on myself as an act of pure devotion for myself.

So to the past versions of me who bought me a car, a house, a computer, blinds, this fucking dress. Girl. We’re telling 10s of people on the internet how much fun it is to love yourself into a new life. One where you became the version of yourself you liked the most. To inspire. 10s. 10s of people I tell you.

Simply because I finally invested in myself by making the things I could more simple. So that I could have the opportunity to make. Her.

Anyway. Love and light to you all. Take care! Bye.

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