It may come as a surprise to you, but I am celebrating my first year, in a very long time, without my addiction.

Like many addictions, mine was socially accepted… in fact expected.

Think about it.

There are many addictions (like heroine) that are totally taboo. And then, there are some that are actually expected and, quite frankly, condoned – until you reach that “tipping point”.

Among them are:

• Food
• Alcohol
• Sex

Here’s my confession, as I celebrate a year of not…

Yup.

A whole friggen year.

I am so proud of myself too… not that I’ve been tempted in the least.

Background

I recently heard a song by Eryka Badu on Spotify – for the first time. The first lyric told me to listen, because this was a song about me.

The song is called Out of My mind, Just in Time – but it was the intro that spoke to me.

Miss Badu sang “I’m a recovering undercover over-lover…” and I cocked my head (like a dog), and stopped what was doing – just to listen to the rest of the song.

Not to my surprise, some of the lyrics did not speak to me, but too much of it did.

Fast forward: I haven’t really thought about my “single status” because I am too busy being happy. I have no desire whatsoever to be in a relationship any time soon.

But the weird thing is this: I am now witnessing people in my sphere of influence being “forced” into singlehood, and the circumstances are startling. Kinda like being at a restaurant and being surprised because someone across the room drops a glass.

I know four people (yup. FOUR) who were in long term relationships and suddenly became victims of domestic violence. Thank the lord Jesus, this forced each of their hands (or, should I say, minds) to embrace being single.

The funny thing, from my perspective, is that this was the very thing each of these women needed to accept this change for themselves. (Note: I am NOT condoning violence at all. I am saying that if it weren’t for the violence, each of these beautiful souls would have continued to “settle”.)

And here is the scariest part, (from my perspective, anyway):

I get it.

I get being so in love with “love” that you under appreciate and undervalue yourself.

I get over-valuing happy moments over long, bad runs.

I get being afraid of being alone.

And, spiritually, I get having to move through tough lessons to actually learn them.

Note: I am NOT saying all of my relationships were “bad”. Just because I am not in them for one reason or another, doesn’t make all of them part of the same lesson. In fact my last (and shortest) quasi-relationship was in fact the WORST relationship, and the BEST lesson.

Numerous planetary, astrological and energetic shifts, have truly forced the hands of us to get our shit in order. And if you haven’t figured it out yet, 6 glorious months into 2018, this is a year of YOU.

Take care of YOU.

Personally, I am getting lost in myself. Here are a few helpful tips:

• Rose oil: Placed at your heart chakra. Rose has a beautiful “love” vibration.
• Rose Petal Tea: Helps me start the day.
• My kids. (My legacy!)
• My pets. They love me unconditionally. Even if I don’t buy them new sneakers.
• My friends. I don’t expect them to take out the garbage, so they don’t let me down.
• My new projects. (My passion!)

We are all being invited to do whatever it takes to do this, not only for us, but for all of the beautiful souls in our stratosphere.

And if you don’t, well…. the Universe, Goddess, (whatever you call Divine), will do whatever it takes to make you listen.

You choose.

Your anniversary token?

Your happiness.