I recently dropped out of a 30-day program, called Whole 30.

It’s like the caveman diet on steroids.

I made it 9 days. Nine days of no dairy, sugar, alcohol or white carbs, plus about a million other things that were on the naughty list (including hummus and legumes……WTH?)

So, by day 8 I was cranky. No, I was bitchy.

It wasn’t a big deal to eliminate a few of those things, namely sugar, alcohol and dairy. But no quinoa, hummus or brown rice?

No thanks, food police.

Yesterday I spent the entire day writing—yet ended up deleting it all. It sucked.

It felt off.  It wasn’t clear and I was tip toeing around what I really wanted to say.

And I am not a good tiptoer.  I like to dive right in to the meat of the matter. That’s my energy.

But yesterday I was tiptoeing, rather than being in my truth.

I wasn’t getting to the heart of the matter, saying what needed to be said and moving on.

And what happens when we do that?

We get bitchy, confused, foggy.

Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

WOW, Happy last day of 2015 everyone!  Thanks so much for being part of this community!

I love having you here.

If you’ve been with me for a few years—you know I normally send out a yearly “Top 20” gift list for the holidays (or something like that).

I chose to do something a little different this year—A 2015 list of loves and a 2016 list to get you ready for a new year.

The 2015 list—they are places, people and things that brought joy +  pleasure to my life.

The pressure to do it all

I have gone back and forth about a gazillion times trying to choose what topic to write about today. 

And I know it’s not a bad case of “the Fridays.” (on a Tuesday)

It has nothing to do with being distracted. It’s gotta do with a minor “growth bump.” (the spiritual version of a speed bump : )

There’s a feeling of vulnerability in my life right now—that’s new to me. Not that I haven’t felt vulnerable before, but this one is a bit different.

So I started thinking about what has changed. Things are better actually. Things are percolating. Those things I asked to manifest—are manifesting.

Your Gratitude List

Gratitude is the holy grail in the world of manifesting, miracles creation + living incredible lives. 

It’s like the secret sauce that— when used consistently and consciously—can catapult your desires to new heights. 

But we know this, right? I mean in all honesty—we know it’s a good thing to be grateful. 

We know, yet we fall back into old patterns of complaining, worrying, or simply accepting things in our lives that sorta suck. 

We settle for jobs we don’t love. 

We accept being treated in ways that don’t feel good. 

Ever want something that ended up being a VERY bad idea in the long run? 

I have.  Juuuuust a couple of times (wink, wink).

There was a time when I thought lots of vodka was a good idea. Dancing for dollars seemed perfectly fine at one point in my life (why not? I mean at age 22 that meant—$$$$, minimal clothing + vodka). Driving fast was a passion of mine. Then of course, there were those relationships that were destined to fail from the get-go.

And in hindsight—not such wildly great ideas. 

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I know some self help books can get sort of (yawn) BORING.  But I do have a list of favorites that have helped me personally to achieve greater wealth, health + happiness.

My Top 10—

  1. Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead by Brene Brown.  I love this book because it deals with two things that are very close to home for me—courage and vulnerability. All of Brenes books are amazing, but this one really spoke to me. If you are ready to ditch feeling small and incapable and ready to recognize your true potential—give it a read!

When life gets messy

1messy lifeWho doesn’t have problems?
 
Who doesn’t have concerns, worries and frustrations?
 
Most of us, living on this planet have an issue every now and then (understatement).
 
We have health concerns, environmental concerns, money issues, relationship frustrations, car problems, boss problems, cranky kids—life problems.
 
It’s not perfect or pretty (or seemingly fair) all the time. Not even.

 

Sometimes life just gets messy (as in red-hot mess, messy)

 
And in the not so distant past . . .  that has bothered me a tad.  It had me asking big questions like—

 

  • Why are we even here if it’s such a struggle?