written by Kim Newing
Fuck.
The internet isn’t working.
It’s now 9:45 am, and I’m only just beginning my workday—and now I can’t get online. I’ve already lost two hours to unexpected family disruptions.
I feel the tears welling at the corners of my eyes.
I have deadlines to meet and commitments to fulfil, and the kids interrupted my sleep again last night.
My body feels tense.
Tired.
Heavy.
I tune in and notice the internal dialogue bouncing off the walls of my mind:
“This is NOT how I wanted the New Year to flow.”
“Oh, you’re joking! Now no internet?! I don’t have time for this!”
Anger begins to rise in me, and my inner victim steps forward, gripping the steering wheel of my focus:
“Now my plan for the day has gone out the window! Why does it always happen the minute I get some momentum?!”
There.
That right there.
I catch it by the tail—just as the thought tries to weave deeper into my subconscious, threatening to manifest as a self-fulfilling prophecy.
I’ve trained myself to become astute at noticing the shadows lurking within my mind.
Sometimes they provide entertainment—the stories they tell are elaborate and creative.
But most times, they’re outdated.
Self-sabotaging.
No longer relevant to who I choose to be.
I take two full, deep breaths and close my weary eyes.
My hand effortlessly floats to my chest, signaling to my nervous system that I am safe—
and that I’m choosing to go deeper than the presenting problem.
Palm against my heart centre, I rest here.
It feels good to sit back into my own skin.
Soft emotion rises as the intentional breath anchors me into full presence.
I take another slow inhale, and then exhale this quiet question, one I learned from a great teacher, Ricci Jane Adams, through A Course in Miracles:
“What if there was no problem?”
The words escape my lips like butterflies on a gentle breeze—
free and light.
Immediately, resistance dissipates.
The inner conflict between what I think should be happening and what I actually need begins to dissolve.
A separation forms between the chatter of my mind and the activation of acceptance in my heart.
From this place, I know:
My inner victim is not my truth.
She is not my enemy.
I know my ego, my inner critic, the self-sabotage patterns and perceived flaws—
they’re just old stories.
Outdated.
Still speaking, but no longer driving.
These aspects are the storytellers of my past, wearing all kinds of costumes and voices.
And each time they arise, I take it as an opportunity to lean in and listen beneath the words.
They are messengers of the light, cloaked in the weight of disconnection—
but they are not me.
And when I witness them with curiosity—
instead of being swept away—
something miraculous happens.
I remember who I am.
Who I am beyond what’s happening.
Beyond the noise.
Beyond the roles, the plans, the disruptions.
And I begin to smile.
With ease, a new thought blooms.
A new opportunity.
Like a fresh bud after drenching rain.
The shine of my soul illuminates a new path—
one I may not have seen had I stayed stuck in resistance.
The simple act of dropping into my heart
—allowing space for my feelings—
softened the edges of my pain
and redirected my focus to what’s true.
I didn’t try to fix it.
There was no force.
No agenda.
I simply allowed myself to be exactly as I am
—and invited the messengers to reveal the opportunity within the moment.
It wasn’t always this easy.
I had to practice.
To become a master of this art.
But like anything worthwhile, effort brings great reward.
We can spend countless hours resisting what life brings—
rejecting ourselves, our pasts, our pain.
Or
we can meet our challenges with heartfelt curiosity and intentional breath,
allowing the magic of the lesson to arise when we are ready.
My wish for you, sacred spirit,
as you read these words...
May you find the simple daily practice that calls you home—even just for a moment.
Every. Single. Day.
As you build upon this, the part of you that is real and true will expand—
until, suddenly, it becomes effortless to connect with and draw inspiration from.
May you know yourself so intimately that, when the next challenge arises,
you meet it with a full-bodied YES!
And in doing so, awaken a new opportunity to see beyond the obstacle—
to create a glorious masterpiece of your life,
regardless of what’s transpired.
Deepen into your intuitive self.
Soften when you feel the urge to close.
Trust yourself.
Use your breath.
Let your untethered heart be your compass—
for she will steer you in the direction of your dreams.
With so much love and compassion,
Kim
BIO
Kim Newing is a spiritual mentor, intuitive guide, mother, writer, student, lover of dance, rule breaker, and crystal enthusiast. She is also – amongst her other credentials – a professional Believer in Womanly Magic. Not the type of magic that comes with a cape and wand though, more like the type of divine, instinctive magic that slumbers patiently within each of us, overflowing with potential and yearning to be awakened.
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