Every January my social news feed is filled with resolutions, intentions, fitness goals, business goals and a whole host of good intentions. It's amazing to witness, and always makes me feel like there's hope for humanity because people WANT to change. They WANT to shift and grow and evolve into what they know they can be.
Sadly, by February at the latest, those posts go away, and the people return to their regularly scheduled programming and the resolutions are no more. This year, I want to uncover the why. Why do we fall apart so quickly? Why do we let go of the change we desire?
Well, the obvious answer is because it's hard, yes? Change is terrifying. Change is difficult and tedious. Change takes time and we live in a society where immediate gratification is the name of the game and anything less is exactly that.
The deeper reason has to do with intention and decision. You see, the people who stick to change and who stick to the "new year, new...
"Repeat after me: I cannot make anyone feel anything that they aren’t ALLOWING themselves to feel."
Who knew such a simple statement could strike a nerve like it did. Dozens of private messages, nasty comments (all deleted - I don't allow that energy to stay in my space), and a LOT of feelings over this simple statement.
It would seem that people are not keen on being told that the negative feelings they've been feeling for so long are actually within their control and not the fault of another human being. So, I thought I would take this space to explain what I mean and why I firmly believe that we cannot make someone feel something they are not allowing themselves to feel.
Imagine for a moment that you are sitting in a restaurant and you're waiting on the wait staff to come to your table. He or she is late and...
I woke up in a funk last week. I knew it from the moment my eyes opened and the first thing I saw was my husband had all of the covers on his side of the bed and he was cocooned around them instead of under them and I was freezing. I knew it because the first thing I thought that day was “asshole.” I realized it further when my coffee spilled everywhere, and I dropped the wet grinds all over the countertop.
I knew it from the very moment I turned on my phone and it proceeded to die, and when my mother called me to tell me her computer had crashed. Followed by a phone call from a family member with a horrific story, and a text from a friend about her hardships too. Throw in the sick child and unexpected bill, and my day was off to a fabulous start.
The day had gone from slightly annoying to frustrating to downright irritating, and my mood was 100% on track with that.
I remember being in the midst of this day and thinking, “I’m watching my own...
The conversation is always the same.
Me: "I wake up at 5 am. Every day of the week."
Them: "On PURPOSE?"
Me: "Yep. I'm thinking of making it 4am."
Cue the deer in headlights stare-down.
A few years ago I realized something about myself: I'm a morning person. Not only in that I can wake up in the morning without issue and have a deep conversation 3 minutes later, but in that I am AMAZING in the morning. My mind is clear, my thoughts are inspired, my energy is the highest of the day, and I feel so much alignment with my source in those hours before my family wakes up. I have come to crave those early hours for the inspiration they provide me, and I am at the point where if I don’t receive this time each day, I am completely derailed.
I am 100% addicted to the 5am hour.
After dozens of conversations asking me "What's your bedtime?" "What do you DO at 5am?" "How do you wake up while it's still dark?" and a thousand other questions, I did a little...
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