The dark presence of my embodied guilt following me into every room, sitting with me in my chair and gently tapping my shoulder to remind me — “not finished, not finished, not finished.”
I can set off a chain reaction of intense, painful, obsessive thoughts, or I can simply allow the thought to pass, and redirect my energy into something useful and positive.
But I can’t keep showing up for everyone else when I’m not showing up for myself. I can’t. I physically cannot. I emotionally cannot. I mentally cannot. I have got to RELENTLESSLY ATTEND TO MY OWN SELF CARE.
When we keep climbing the stairs of our lives, going up, and up, and up, and never pausing to look around as see how far we’ve climbed, or who is with is, it won’t just take our breath away when we finally do. It’ll knock the fucking wind out of us, lay us out on the beds we made and ask us to love them.
FIFTH CHAKRA: Vishuddha, the Throat Chakra. The right to speak.
So, we did this crazy thing called buying a business while both working full time and having a baby and parenting two big kids and we’ve been living in a time vacuum since last October or so. I often forget what year it is. 2020? 2018? HOW MANY YEARS JUST HAPPENED TODAY?
I cannot believe I get to have this much love in my life. And I cannot overstate how hard that is to accept and manage.
NO. TIRED. I AM FUCKING EXHAUSTED AS FUCK.
“You think can just entirely get rid of something about yourself?” I recently heard a someone say, “No. Whoever told you that is a liar!” “Well no,” I’d replied, “I just keep thinking that if I work hard enough it will like… go into remission or something.” Ha. I guess it kind of works like … Continue reading Ain’t That Some Shit
Get clear about why, craft your possibility of what, and . . . FUCKING ASK FOR IT.