But even with all of that strong conviction within me, I've found myself being given an opportunity to confront some patterns that I know do not serve me. I know that they don’t serve me, because they exist as, like, a low-volume hum in the background of my days, that will wake me up at night & raise my blood pressure & not let me get back to sleep. I can literally, physically feel myself fighting to keep my thoughts out of those old, worn-out ruts, those old beliefs … & man, it is SO HARD.
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