A Love Letter

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I’m working through a book right now to help re-establish/re-gain some self-acceptance on this journey of healing and learning who I am.  It’s called You Matter: Learning to Love Who You Really Are by Matthew Emerzian.  I’m early in the book but one of the first exercises is to identify a thing you thought about yourself in a negative way whether it’s your weight, your nose, a behavior etc.  Emerzian instructs you to write a letter or a poem to that part describing how in love you are with it.  I definitely believe in positive mind shift and changing the story we tell ourselves, especially about ourselves so I gave it a shot.

As I began writing, I realized how difficult this task was.  It sounded so simple: I love to write and I am absolutely ready to heal these perceptions of myself.  When I initially sat down, the first thought that went through my head was what part do I write to?  Immediately I began to judge that thought because I’ve been entirely focused on accepting myself and I found not so far beneath the surface all of the old self-hatred.  I’m proud I recognized that part of myself still exists because that is something fixable as well—it’s another reminder to shift perspective.  It’s amazing how we can spend so much time working on who we are but we continue to allow the outside influences to skew our focus.  The ”healed” is still raw. 

After that moment, I began working through one of my biggest obstacles: my own mindset.  Here is what I wrote: Dear Brain, Your indecisiveness and fear-mongering were an absolute hindrance to me.  But I know you were doing your best to keep me safe—and it did work.  It made me strong enough to see the weak spots, recognize the sure things, and become a cheerleader for those who needed it.  we are working together now to cheer on my life.  You have the ability to heal and redirect and create.  You KNOW what I need and you show me the way.  I can use those feelings and intuition and connection to the universe to find me. To BE me.  To hear the answers I’ve been looking for.  Thank you for always trying to be heard.  For not giving up.  Now it’s time to work on my dreams.  You can shift and focus and do this.  You are so capable.  You are going to do this.  The answers are clear and so are the steps.  You can quiet down now to hear the soul.  You’ve done your job—thank you.  Thank you for guiding me.  We are one.  Welcome life.  Find my howl.  Give up what I thought was safe and embrace what I want to do.  Howl. Love.  Express. Share. Release all fear, all expectations.  Live.  It’s ok.  It’s safe.  I can be free—both revered and ravaged.  With joy and experience and love.  Release control. Try something new.

No, it isn’t pretty, but it’s a great step.  I didn’t get the resolution I hoped for upon reading the assignment, but I felt amazing nonetheless.  I personally love having the understanding that our brain does the best it can with what it knows and it will do some amazing things to protect itself.  What I wrote above is barely scratching the surface of what my brain has done, but honoring the fear is a great first step.  Next comes the origin of it to really heal that—at least that’s the next step in my mind.  Regardless, the point is profound: we have to learn to love and accept all parts of ourselves in order to love ourselves.  We have to create a different relationship with those things we thought were negatives and what a great way to shift perspective by looking at what those negatives have done for us.  Assigning a positive or negative label to something is so subjective and we can remove that by looking at what is.  It’s so easy to overlook what we’ve accomplished so these letters are a fantastic way to remember that. 

Based on my experience of this I do want to recommend that you don’t go through the list of all the things you have stored animosity about toward yourself.  I literally had to pull myself off the edge of self-hatred for a moment because I started sorting the “worst” thing about me.  I had to stop the list.  I would suggest if you struggle with many different facets in your life, take the time to write to each and every thing that’s on your mind.  Each of them.  Until you can recreate that view point, learn to not drown in it.  Overall it’s a hugely positive experience and I highly recommend the action.    


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I’ve spent my life carrying the weight of other’s expectations.  Jumping through hoops, finding the little things that make them happy, pivoting/cancelling my plans to accommodate their needs.  Always reading the room to make sure everyone was happy and had what they needed to be comfortable.  No one returned the favor.  I would walk on egg shells until I made sure no one was mad at me and that they saw the effort to make them happy.  What I thought would endear me to people only led to expectations and when I couldn’t keep up with them, they shut me out and expressed their disappointment in me.  They were also the last people I could count on when I needed them. 

The more I saw myself behaving this way in multiple arenas (friends/family/work/meeting new people etc.), the more I realized that this pattern flat out sucks.  It hurts me and it depletes everything I am.  I could bleed for these people and they wouldn’t give a shit let alone lift a finger to help if I needed them.  Before I go further, I want to caveat that there were 10000% people who were there for me and who helped me—I’m not trying to martyr myself.  But the people I hoped to be there for me often were not the ones I could rely on.  Which emphasizes the point about my own expectations of others.  Having expectations of others whether it is a certain behavior, any kind of reciprocity, or any kind of reaction is a set up for failure.  All we have control over is ourselves and in those situations, it’s vital to recognize when things simply won’t change. 

Then there are the people who feel so miserable within themselves that they can’t bear to see someone happy.  They are threatened by other people’s success and operate from a place feeling like other people’s success means less for them.  And there are still others who are simply jealous because they don’t have that vision.  Honestly, whether we know it or not, we’ve all been this person at some point whether it was toward someone else or toward ourselves.  We know what it feels like and we know what it feels like to be on the receiving end as well.  I read a quote the other day that said, “Someone is out there holding their breath waiting for you to fail.  Make sure they suffocate.”  Yes, I know it’s a bit dark, but the point still hits: people who want to see you fail don’t belong in your life.  Put on a show and live up to your own expectations. 

I would rather live up to my own expectations of myself rather than try to make other people feel a certain way—but I know the people who aren’t happy until they see someone fail.  These are the ones who need to get that ego rush from seeing someone fall apart or they have to be the hero who comes in after to fix it.  We all know them.  As I said above, we have to recognize when things won’t change.  We have to know when it is time to put our expectations of ourselves above what we hope to get from someone else because at the end of the day all we have is ourselves to fulfill our goals/purpose.  And to be blunt, I would rather someone else suffocate on their hope that I fail than I suffocate boosting them toward their goal.         

There comes a point when you have to recognize a sinking stone whether it is a job, a particular person, or even yourself.  These things will literally kill you.  Even if it isn’t right away, there will be a time when you realize you’ve gotten so far under that certain opportunities are unrecoverable.  Do not spend your time hoping for things to change in your outside circumstances.  There is never a guarantee that they will change at all and when it comes to other people, there is even less of a chance because there is free will.  When it comes to the expectations you have of yourself, take the time to learn if they are your own or if they belong somewhere else.  Cut away anything that isn’t you.  Allow yourself to float in the reality of who you are and find your direction in your own truth.  Listen to it and keep your head above water. 

Find Your Golf

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Before I took this time off of work, I mentioned to one of my employees that I really needed this time to disconnect and remove myself from work.  I haven’t had any time off since December of last year, so I’ve learned six months is way too long to go without taking some breaks from what we do.  I’ve felt overwhelmed and stressed and all of the effort I’ve put into work hasn’t panned out how I thought it would.  I’ve experienced a ton of confusion lately where simple things aren’t making sense and I’m guilty of causing confusion for people.  So really, it has felt like a lot of wasted effort and that is not how I operate.  That isn’t the person I want to be.  I know I need time to think and re-evaluate what I’m doing and what I WANT to be doing—and then figure out how to close that gap.

So in that vein, in the course of this conversation with my employee, she said matter-of factly, “Go golfing and have some fun.  Or whatever your golf is.”  She is an avid golfer and she uses that as her release and focal point to re-center.  Now, I’m 100% NOT a golfer, but her caveat about “whatever your golf is” really struck me.  I don’t want to be a stressed out, attention seeking, unclear, confused, activity seeking person.  I want to find my center.  I want to do work that means something to me and that gives me purpose—I want to have my own golf in my personal life, but I want my work life to be my golf as well.  And in all this rambling over the years, I have constantly encouraged people to find what lights them up—THIS is what I’m talking about.

It’s that thing you love, that thing that genuinely makes you feel good.  The thing that excites you and makes you feel alive.  In that moment I felt what it meant to be alive and I was reminded that purpose gives us passion.  It was a before and after for me (see the previous piece) because it was a living, active reminder of what I’ve been talking about: finding that joy.  It doesn’t need to start as some monumental, world-impacting, life-changing thing.  No.  It’s about finding those little moments that make you come alive, those moments when you know EXACTLY who you are.   Because when you have that, you don’t need anything else.  So I’m taking this time to find my golf, to find me.  To love me.  To be me in every capacity that I can think of because that is the only way to move forward.  I mean, I’m not taking up golf any time soon, but I CAN find that thing for me.  We all can.

Things You Stop Looking For

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Clearly the focus this week is on healing.  Today I want to go over one of the feelings that happens while you go through healing.  Obviously we can run the gamut of emotions when it comes to daily living let alone when we are actively trying to move forward and heal ourselves.  Emotions come out of the woodwork, sometimes weird behaviors/coping mechanisms develop.  But one thing I don’t read a lot about is what you lose when it comes to healing work.  Honestly, this has been the most fascinating part of this journey for me.

There comes a point in healing where you literally stop looking for what you used to.  Yes, there are moments when it doesn’t feel good to do what we used to do so we stop.  There are also moments when we may see that a behavior is no longer appropriate for what we are trying to achieve.  But the moments that I have loved the most are what I call before and after.  These are moments of revelation where it just clicks—so I guess we can call them clicks as well.  These are the moments when something happens that finally just make sense and you literally have 0 desire to do what you used to.  For example, you might drink every night to sleep and then you read something that strikes you about achieving position at work, and you realize you’re drinking because you’re afraid to step up in that arena.  That may be enough of a before/after to never drink again.  In that moment, even though it IS an epiphany, you aren’t trying to heal—you have experienced a level of healing.  You no longer need to drink.  No, I’m not suggesting this is HOW it works for everyone, far from it.  I’m using this to illustrate the release.

That is the point—the release of what we hold on to, thinking it helps when really it is hurting or holding us back.  When we are truly healed, we no longer look for the things that either gave us comfort or caused us pain.  We see that thing as something that isn’t ours or isn’t a part of us any longer.  We no longer run on the hamster wheel searching for the next level.  We simply exit, and ascend.  It’s also a bit like putting down the weight you’ve been carrying.  You simply don’t need it anymore—whatever “it” is for you.  For me, that has been the best feeling.  Letting go of the portion I no longer need means I’m not seeking it in other people—I can simply be.  I also no longer feel like I need to put on a show for other people to GET what I thought I needed.  You accept life as it is because that is all you need to do—accept.

To be clear, I’m not pretentious enough to think this works for everyone.  Healing is a multi-faceted, multi-layered, multi-go-around type of animal.  Some parts of healing may look like what I described above.  Sometimes those areas are just the beginning and open up an entirely new wave we have to address.  This work is so important, no matter what it looks like, because this is what opens life to us.  It opens the flood gates to new experiences, ones we can consciously choose, ones we are meant to fulfill, and new ways of seeing the world.  Sometimes that vision is scary because we have mechanisms in place to protect who we thought we were.  But if we can release those things we carry, we can move forward freely.          

Healing And The Mother

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This piece is a bit more spiritual and a bit more personal so take what you need and leave the rest.  This past weekend I was privileged to spend time and host my mother at our house.  She came out to be part of my son’s pre-k promotion ceremony and my father is away so we spent some time with her.  I’ve spoken before about how our loved ones can push us in all sorts of directions but I haven’t spoken often about how these people can highlight the pieces of ourselves that need work as well.  The pieces that felt a little broken or that are a little jagged and not resting well with us any longer.   

The whole goal of this week is personal healing.  I now see the truth in the meme about awakening and healing where we think it’s a person sitting calmly and serenely, receiving healing energy from the universe when it reality it’s feeling crazy 90% of the time, crying, and feeling like the world is falling apart.  The very first night highlighted that.  We all assembled together to watch this group of 55 kids entering the next stage of their lives (I didn’t really consider pre-k completion a milestone until I experienced it).  The dichotomy between seeing these kids at this little milestone and all of the other people in the room struck me.  All of the different stages of life and how each day brings us closer to where we are going next. 

Over the course of the evening and the next day, we discussed future plans and where my parents may settle, I took care of my mother, and she shared a lot of stories about her past that I hadn’t heard before.  Through the course of one conversation, about a hundred pieces of the puzzle fell into place for me.  All the time I had spent feeling crazy, trying to figure my way out through my own healing and growth, feeling like a terrible person for some of the things that went through my head and not understanding where they could be coming from.  All of that suddenly made sense and I saw the pattern through at least three generations of my family.  I thought I saw it all, I thought I understood it, but just like any journey, that path came right back to the next layer.  It shocked me at first because I never expected that from her—but I felt SO much relief.  This was a direction I hadn’t focused on before either together or on my own path.

Now, I want to be clear that I’m not trying to heal my mother—I AM trying to help her recognize where her power comes from because she still has time to make some different choices in her life and to get some peace for herself.  She still has time to shift perspective.  Through that focus, I was gifted the ability to learn what else I need to heal and the reminder that I am able to shift my perspective AGAIN.  I am completely grateful for that experience.  I learned what I carried forward in my life that isn’t mine and I recognized what I’m looking to heal as well.  And truthfully, I no longer feel the need to seek what I was looking for because I feel better going this new direction.  Gabby Bernstein calls being a mother the ultimate spiritual practice because we have to practice patience and presence at all times as we navigate our own healing with a child’s emotional level—and the same is said working with our parents.  They are healing as well.   

The last point I want to highlight here is that I had reservations about having my mother overnight.  I had been so focused on her previous behavior and I felt like I was going to be sucked into that for 24 hours—and I know I’m not strong enough to keep myself from spiraling with that kind of constant exposure.  But it didn’t turn out that way.  It turned out she did need an ear and in doing that, she assisted me as a mother would in learning new things and seeing a new truth.  She is always and forever my mother, and I am grateful to close the gap in the healing that I still needed to do.  We don’t need to repeat that patterns, and on a journey of awakening/healing, when we have those opportunities to see where the behaviors come from, take advantage and do the work.  The relief is nearly instant.

What We Need

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In a beautiful show of synchronicity this morning, the affirmation cards I drew discussed stillness, alignment, and purposeful action.  As I begin this vacation, those are some of the key intentions I have for this time.   Shortly after I drew the cards, I read a bit and the story for today was about a woman getting what she needed and as the two ideas coincided, I wanted to discuss this idea of getting what we need.  The universe is pretty amazing in taking care of itself.  We are all little cogs trying to impress our power and find importance in the world when in reality, we all have a higher purpose.  Sometimes the two ideas align and we are aligned with what the universe has planned for us and that is really the goal for everyone.  Align with your purpose because when you do, the work that follows never feels like work.  Aside from that, we can find what we are looking for more easily—we can be still and hear what to do next.

On the concept of the universe knowing how to take care of itself, it’s much like the body’s ability to heal.  To send the extra red blood cells to the injury and to have the appropriate t-cells fight off infection, and the billions of other activities the body does for us.  We are all cells in the body of the universe and if we slow down enough to listen to what we need to do, we will hear it.  The universe doesn’t need to see us running around like chickens with our heads chopped off, it needs us to get still and hear what it’s trying to tell us.  It doesn’t want pointless action, it wants purposeful action aligned with the plan it has for you.  No, it isn’t always easy to align with it, but that’s usually the ego talking. It may not be what we want, but it’s still part of our role.

I’m not always good with maintaining my faith or my belief.  Like anyone, I’ve had my share of events that make me question what I’m even doing here, that make me question why something would happen like it did.  But this journey, specifically the last couple of months, has demonstrated with the most clarity I’ve experienced in almost 40 years that there IS a purpose to it all and we just need to get with it.  Yeah, I’ve kind of always instinctively known that but those moments when we actually feel it and experience the visceral feeling of being IN it—that is magic.  We can pretend we have control to the nth degree but the truth is we don’t.  That is the illusion.  We have control over our immediate circumstances but ultimately the universe is going to do what it wants to—it knows what is best. 

So when we see those gentle reminders that we are on the right path, that is the time to get excited.  That’s the time to listen more and hear the next step.  That is the time to allow yourself to feel whole but to know there is more to learn.  The universe knows what it needs to heal itself.  The universe knows what it needs to get us where we need to go to assist with that healing and that purpose.  We are all indelibly marked with the plan laid out for us when we were born and we know it instinctively.  With all of the signs out there, I am most grateful for this one: to be still, listen, and align.  The amount of work means nothing if we are heading in the wrong direction.  So make sure you’re on the right track, facing the right way, and then know enough to move when it’s time.  Trust it is part of that plan—the universe knows better than we do.

Sunday Gratitude

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Today I am grateful for realizing what works for me and what doesn’t.  Not that this is revelatory information, but I had a moment of absolute clarity about who is good for me and who isn’t.  Some people are toxic no matter what you do.  Some people used to fit in your life and, as time passes, there is no longer room for them.  Some people become who they are meant to be and that doesn’t align with who we are.  Throughout all of that, we grow and become who we are—and all of that is ok.  Losing those who we thought were meant to be by our sides is tough.  It’s even stranger when nothing in particular happens, but you still see the difference between you.  I am taking it as a sign of growth that I am ready to allow this person to be who they are

Today I am grateful for generational healing.  To follow up on the first point, I want to share that I am equally as grateful for realizing new approaches to dealing with someone I thought I would never be able to recover with.  Similar to my first gratitude, this was about understanding the person in a new light and honoring their growth—and honoring what they understand about themselves.  While I know this person still has work to do, I am so grateful to release some of the anger and resentment I was feeling.  I’m also grateful to be a witness to their growth as they heal—it allows us to heal as well, and collective healing is necessary.

Today I am grateful for crazy whims.  We are on vacation and decided to expand the family by a bunny.  We rescued a handsome little dude who got separated from his partner and welcomed him home. The ironic part is we saw this guy several months back and initially decided not to take him because life was too chaotic. Well things have settled down so when we went back and saw he was there, we decided it was time. We’ve always loved animals and we have a bit of a zoo but I wouldn’t change it.  My son is thrilled and he is old enough to learn the responsibility of it all as well as enjoy it.  We weren’t planning on anything like this but we opened our hearts and minds to it.  Life isn’t always predictable—in fact it usually isn’t—so the key is to just role with it and enjoy what surprises come your way.  Besides, rabbits are part of my totem so I will take that as a sign as well.

Today I am grateful for being seen.  Over the last few days I have felt more understood than I have in a long time.  Not that I’m looking for external validation, but there is something to be said for true understanding, compassion, and acceptance.  Feeling all that is something we all strive for and most of us need it on some level.  We are human after all.  So when we learn to accept the pieces of ourselves that we normally struggle with, we show the world what we will tolerate as well as what we need.  Don’t settle for half-understood, partial acceptance.  Embrace yourself fully as you are and see those who are meant to be with you come to your side. 

Today I am grateful for all the reminders of beauty that there are every day.  The sunrise and the sunset.  A family working together to run their business.  Children laughing.  A small dessert we don’t normally get.  My son’s smile.  His excitement and witnessing his compassion both for human and animal life.  This is the hope for the future and that is what needs to be nourished and developed at all costs.  There is beauty in this world at every turn—I’ve often spoken of it.  It’s time to embrace it completely and relish in it.  Dive in it.  Share the joy of it. When we see all the beauty there is we appreciate more and the more we appreciate, the more joy we feel.  We are meant to be joyful.  We are meant to celebrate.  Life is the occasion, my friends.  So take it all in.  Now is the time we have.

Wishing everyone a wonderful week ahead.    


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I read a passage about bubbles recently.  The author, Erin Janoso, used bubbles to discuss the ephemeral nature of life.  We are here one minute and then we are gone.  She mentioned her daughter’s excitement over the bubble’s apparent dance and ended her story discussing how it isn’t about waiting for the pop but about remembering the beauty left behind.  I focused on the dancing bubbles her child loved.  My child gets excited over bubbles as well and is close in age to Janoso’s daughter so when she told the part of her daughter loving the dance, a different thought hit me: she’s right it isn’t about waiting for the bubble to pop (whatever bubble may be in your life at the moment), it’s about the dance.

I find myself living a lot of my life like I’m running out of time.  I’ve often shared about my anxiety with time as well as fearing I never have enough of it and my tendency to overcommit and take on too much in order to fill up my time with something “worthy.”  My son is constantly asking me to play and I do as much as I can.  I LOVE playing with him, but life is life and there are things that need to be done (we have to clean sometime, and I’m working on multiple things).  But I don’t want to only think of the legacy I’m leaving behind, I want to enjoy the dance now.  Yes, the work I’m doing is in an effort to provide a better life NOW, but I don’t want to miss out while I have the opportunity.

Life is ephemeral and it does move at incredible speed.  I know I remember things from 30 years ago better than I remember some things from yesterday, but I blink and my son is now entering kindergarten.  Maybe it’s because of how long we waited to have children, but time has sped up exponentially since then.  You look at things differently when you enter mid-life.  I mean, I guess it shouldn’t be a surprise with all the discussion of mid-life crises etc. but it hit differently when you’re in it.  You truly view life and time differently and you start looking for different meaning—you start looking at how you spend your time and figuring out what you actually want to do. 

So, I know depending on the phase of life we are in, or the experiences around us, the bubbles may mean different things.  For some it’s about the memory of what they were and their beauty—for some it’s about looking at their journey.  It’s funny, for me, whenever my son and I are playing with bubbles, I always try to blow as many as I can at a time so he can sort of dance in them.  I LOVE hearing his laughter as all the bubbles “chase” him and surround him.  I love hearing his laughter no matter what.  So I am grateful for the perspective on bubbles because it reminds me to be grateful for those moments—not just my son’s laughter, but all the moments of joy we create together as a family.  I guess that just means both ideas are correct: time is precious so enjoy what we have while we have it and what we leave behind is just as impactful as our presence.  So enjoy the dance—and dance as often as you can.  Let that joy and love guide you and be your legacy.  

A Makeover

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My son loves watching the cartoon “Loud House.”  I actually really enjoy it too, it’s adorable.  We recently came across an episode where one of the children is given a makeover because she likes a boy.  This character is normally goth and lives and relishes all things dark and death related (like hanging out in cemeteries).  The sisters make her over into what they consider more acceptable—changing her hair color and her clothes. Their brother doesn’t even recognize her when she comes running out of her room.  The older siblings tell him that was the new and improved Lucy and he asks, “That’s how you’re helping Lucy?”

Yes, this is a cliché story about self-acceptance, but that doesn’t make it less true or less important.  The point I really want to discuss were the other siblings’ desire to give their sister a makeover.  Why was it so important to them that their sister look a certain way, that she behave differently than she did?  Why did her appearance matter to them that much?  Now, I don’t discount there is a natural urge to help people fit in, especially those we care about.  However, why do we feel we know what is best for other people?  Not to say that guidance and advice aren’t helpful—sometimes we need someone to show us the way.  But I know many people (and I’m guilty of it myself) who spend their time telling others exactly who they should be.  The only problem is that is who they THINK that other person should be.

As hard as it is, we need to accept that sometimes our words aren’t necessary and neither are our actions.  We may have opinions on what we think someone should look like or what they should do, but if that isn’t who that person is then we can’t do anything about it.  Self-acceptance is the most important thing because, when you love yourself and accept everything about who you are, you aren’t so easily swayed to become someone else when people push you.  But what is also important is accepting others and nurturing who they are.  We all have to experience life to grow and that looks different for everyone.

Yes, I know this is repetitive and even common sense, but it’s a lesson we can all use every now and then.  It’s also important to note that when we fully accept ourselves we are less inclined to want to change others. It’s easier to accept others and nurture their potential when we find value in our own.  Acceptance creates alignment, which creates opportunities, which creates acceptance for others to do the same.  Suddenly growth is fostered all around and we can look at life a bit differently.  We don’t need to look at other people to make us happy.  If we aren’t happy with who we are then no one will make us happy—it doesn’t work like that.  We never need to change who we are because that identity is a gift.  It’s up to us to use it to create space for ourselves and others.  We don’t need external validation or to make people fit our story—we just need to be who we are.

Lucky Right Now

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This world is a beautiful, complicated, mess.  We are fortunate at this stage in the game to have millennia of recorded history and data about what those before us did and how they did it.  We are fortunate to have advanced as much as we have technologically and to have that technology as available as it is.  I don’t think we appreciate where we are enough and that is partially because we don’t look at where we come from.  We don’t take the time to actually learn the lesson—that’s why so often history repeats itself. 

I’ve spoken many times about our evolution and how we are responsible for our own evolution at some point.  For me, that involves a deep understanding on where I’m at and the steps it took for me to get here both personally (individually) and collectively (as a society).  I don’t take the opportunities we have for granted, but I do resent how we still instill an elitism about who those opportunities are for.  This life isn’t selective about what is available to whom—man does that.  Man created the boundaries about who gets to experience what facets of life and who has access to it.  We have a gift to be where we are now and a responsibility to share that with as many people as possible.

The more people we invite into the experience, the more perspectives we have to improve and learn.  We have to take the time to learn because until we do, in spite of how “advanced” we may get, we will be repeating the same story, just wearing different clothes and shoes.   Aside from the overall societal impact, I want to go back to the personal impact.  They say Rome wasn’t built in a day, so we need to go back to what we are responsible for: ourselves. 

Instilling appreciation in everything we do and taking the experience for what it is and how we apply it is key.  If we are able to appreciate the mess in life, we can learn to shape it.  We can learn to connect with the powers that be, our source, to find our purpose.  There is no fear in sharing, no fear in running out, no fear in being the best when we fulfill our purpose because we are doing what we are naturally called to do.  We are on a mission to share those parts of who we are with everyone so they share themselves as well.  There is value in the collective—but it starts with the individual.  And to find those pieces of us, THAT starts with appreciation and love of who we are.  There are no rules that say we have to be a certain way to be valued.  That, too, is the work of man.  Let’s shatter that paradigm and rebel into exactly who we are.  THAT is beauty and that is life.  Appreciation invites more in and that includes more life as well.  I mentioned in the last piece that the goal is to let more life in and appreciation is the key to unlock the door. 

We are SO lucky to be in a shifting time because we get to rewrite this, redirect the ship to where it’s going.  There have been some terrible times on this globe and I look forward to when the lesson is learned and we really question why we are repeating thousands of years of history instead of writing a new story.  I know people did their best at the time but that is a poor excuse to continue the behavior in this day and age.  When you know better, do better.  I know there may always be conflict about what “better” is but if we are progressing to a point where we can allow life to happen as it’s meant to and to give space for everyone to have their experience of life, I’m here for it.  Look for the light.  Look for the good.  Be that light if necessary and let’s take the opportunities we are given.  We have an amazing shot here—we are holding the pen.