Have you ever felt the sting of rejection?
Whether it be from a job, which has you second guessing your value, or a paramour- which has you second guessing your worth, rejection hurts.
Unrequited love (and even lust) is a painful emotion that rips as it slices, dicing our egos and hearts into tiny burning shreds. The emotional pain turns into a physical ache settling in the middle of the chest like a cannon ball of disappointment. Disappointment in not getting what you want is similar, in that it cuts deep and bleeds profusely.
Believe me when I say I’ve been there, too. I know the pain of not being wanted, in all areas of my life.
Yet, I’ve come to find that rejection is just another burden of the human condition. We have a choice, to wallow in our sadness and unmet expectations, or we can move on- channeling our energy into things that transcend the sorrow.
For me, recently, I was rejected in a personal matter. It still stings to think about, and it called into question a few insecurities I have ignored for a long time.
I almost let it consume me, this rejection, but then a tiny voice in my head spoke up: “but, what if you don’t?”
It was a challenge, given by a timid but powerful version of myself, and I could not leave it unanswered.
What if I didn’t let the pain to swallow me? What if I pushed into new projects, hobbies, and interests, that I’d put aside in pursuit of the opportunity that just isn’t right for me? What would that look like?
Firstly, it’d be getting back to working on myself- both physically and mentally. I’ve wandered off my path of health and ventured into the dense forest of laziness. I want to get back to my workout routine, my healthy eating, and my desired water intake. I’ve wanted to take Krav Maga lessons for ages, now is as good as a time as any.
Next, it’s getting more physical. If you saw my post about the magick of rest, you’ll know that I got a pool (something I’ve wanted for ages), but I also wanted a hobby that allowed me to walk away feeling like a bad ass! I’ve wanted to get into dirt bikes for a bit, and now is as good a time as any.
Then, it would be taking better care of my temple. I’m very dedicated to my skin care routine, but often times it can be left to the wayside. Taking time for myself every day shouldn’t be a burden, instead I should view it as a magickal reconnection- a time I can self reflect on why it’s important that I be taken care of too. Now is a good as time as any to make sure that I find value in my self.
Lastly, it’s getting my mind refocused. I’ve been so caught up in chasing what wasn’t meant to be that I’ve lost ambition to write, or even read, and my mind is suffering because of it. Now, I’ll be more able to commit to my blog, my book, and the writings of others that inspire me often. Now is as good as time as any.
The point of all of this isn’t to be self-boasting. It’s the magick comes in opportunity- and some of the greatest moments in my life were born from the ashes of plans I thought I wanted.
I’m sitting in a home I love, but to get here I had to burn the bridge on a career that at one point I would have told you was my dream job. However, once I had it, I realized I hated it. The rejection of that reality still stings to this day, as I felt like I couldn’t hack it- when, in all honesty, I could have. I just didn’t want to.
And that’s okay. Whether it be a lover who disses us, a job that leaves us behind, a friend who ghosts us- everything around us is happening to bring us the best life. When we fight it, when we hold on to things that no longer serve us, we reject the threads that are being pulled in our honor.
Rejection is just another form of magick. It’s a painful one, but in hindsight, all the greatest moves in life come not without pain.
What will you create from your ashes?
Until next time, my friends…