Wishcasting Wednesday

What do you wish to release?

I wish to release…

…the grip anxiety, fear, worry, and panic have on me.

…resistance, rejection, resentment, or anything else that keeps me from experiencing my life just as it is, exactly as I am.

…notions of what life should or shouldn’t be, all dreams, hopes, expectations, fears.

…judgements, the way I evaluate and categorize my experience and people into good or bad, fair or unfair, pleasurable or painful, worthy or unworthy, whole or broken.

I wish to release the search for safety, for solid ground, for a happy ending.

…discursive thought patterns, habitual ways of being that no longer serve me, poverty mentality or any sense of worthlessness, and the way I get hooked and carried away by strong emotions, by the stories I tell myself about them.

…the struggle with impermanence.

…the pain, loss, grief, and trauma.

…the suffering I generate, the problems and pain I create.

I wish to release…



…control, perfection, trying.

…smashing myself to bits.

…all the chatter and crap, the unnecessary stuff that is cluttering my space and my self.

…any hope or fear, any sense of should or have to, any self-hate or self-loathing that still lingers.

13 thoughts on “Wishcasting Wednesday

  1. Tina Tierson

    I wish to realease clouds of butterfies to surround you with love and peace, to light on your head leaving tiny footprints of hope. Much love, Sweetie!

  2. Tanja @ Crystal Clarity

    So much to release, Jill – I see the cage door opening, and all those trapped frustrations and fears transformed into beauty as they take flight from your heart and mind.

    As you wish for yourself, so I truly wish for you



  3. Vicky Finch

    As I was reading through your list, there were so many things that I realised that I too needed to release. Thank you for so beautifully putting what has been going on in my head into words.

    Its comfort to know that someone else harbours the same fears and patterns, and wishes them to fly away to the moon, or beyond.

    1. jillsalahub Post author

      Isn’t it funny, Vicky, how we convince ourselves we are the only ones? But then when we have the courage to say it out loud, there’s always someone saying “me too,” and it does feel better, to not be alone.


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