Chiiiile, Please!

Pull up a chair, Boo. Let’s pour the truth today. 🫖☕️

Let’s keep it real: we’ve all been there. You make a choice — maybe you ignored that little voice in your spirit, maybe you rushed, maybe you let fear or pride steer the wheel — and now? The consequences are staring you in the face like last week’s leftovers. And honey, they don’t smell sweet. Maybe it’s a strained relationship, a financial hole, a missed opportunity, or just that heavy feeling in your chest. Your first instinct? *Point. The. Finger.* “If *they* hadn’t…”, “If *this* hadn’t happened…”, “It’s not *my* fault, it’s because…” Chile, please. We’ve all sipped that bitter brew of blame. It tastes familiar, even comforting for a hot second. But let me tell you the truth swirling in this cup today: **blaming others for the fallout of *your* choices is like trying to put out a fire with gasoline. It might feel powerful in the moment, but all it does is burn *you* down.**

Here’s the spiritual reality check, served straight with no chaser: **Life operates on divine law — cause and effect, sowing and reaping.** Every single choice we make, conscious or not, sets something in motion. Think of it like planting seeds. You don’t plant tomatoes and cry when cucumbers don’t sprout. When we choose impulsively, selfishly, fearfully, or just plain ignorantly? We can’t then rage at the universe when the harvest reflects *exactly* what we planted. God, Spirit, the Universe — whatever name resonates — honors our free will *so deeply* that They allow the natural consequences of our actions to unfold. That’s not punishment; that’s sacred physics. That’s how we *learn*. 

So why is blaming so tempting? Because owning our part can feel like admitting failure. It stings! It’s easier to make someone else the villain in our story than to face our own humanity, our own missteps. But here’s the compassionate truth beneath that hard sip: **Blaming others doesn’t free you; it cages you.** It keeps you stuck in victimhood — powerless, resentful, and waiting for someone *else* to fix what *you* helped break. Your spirit wasn’t made for cages, love. It was made for sovereignty. True power — *spiritual* power — begins the moment you look that bitter consequence in the eye and whisper, “Okay. I see you. And I see *my* hand in this.” That’s not shame. That’s **courage**. That’s claiming your role as co-creator of your life, not just a passenger reacting to everyone else’s driving. 

This isn’t about beating yourself up. It’s about breaking *free*. When you own your choices — the good, the bad, and the downright messy — you take back your power to *change*. You open the door to grace, to forgiveness (for yourself and others), and to real, lasting transformation. That uncomfortable truth you’ve been avoiding? Sip it slowly today. Let it burn a little. Then ask Spirit: *“What is this consequence trying to teach me? How can I choose differently next time?”* That’s how bitter becomes wisdom. That’s how victims become victors. The truth might rattle you first, sweet friend — but it’s the only brew that truly sets you free. 

Your Truth Prompt Today:
Grab your journal. Think of ONE recent situation where the outcome stung. Trace it back. Honestly. What choice(s) did *you* make that contributed to this? Write it down without blame or shame. Just state the facts: *“I chose ______, and it led to ______.”* Breathe. Then ask: “Spirit, what’s the lesson here? Help me choose wiser next time.”

With deep love and light,
Coach G
@ProvokeChange
Chiiiile Please Blog