Many of my clients and friends have been talking about purpose (your why) lately. It’s not that surprising when you look around at how the world is unfolding. It’s pretty grim these days (not that I don’t also see the beauty, but…). It makes a ton of sense to me. There’s a desire to reconnect to something more meaningful speaks to the balance our inner worlds are seeking beyond the existential realities banging at our doors.

I don’t know the first time I saw a zine. But I remember how I felt when my world collided with one. Like I was being pulled into this raw, analog, work-in-progress, unfinished experience of life. It was one of the most honest things I had seen.

At dusk the forest has many secrets to tell. Slowly unfolding into the darkness of night, waiting for the rain of the moon to wash over me I sit waiting for my life to begin again…

What if abundance is simply faith? Not blind hope…but a deep faith in something bigger than you. That has our back. Even when it feels like the biggest shit storm. A grounded knowing that things are possible, not as a single wish or dream, but as a consistent, grounded practice of knowing possibility within and around you?

LYOL - live your own life. It’s a reminder that no one else is me and no one else can actually live my life, except me. So why not hop in my lane and get after it in the way that best works for me. Not everyone will know or understand what works for me or what I need or what I want. And that is ok.

It’s such a cool invitation on its own, but I like it even more if we dig deeper. If we allow ourselves to first sit with, understand, honor, love whats here for us and who we’ve been, and hold that part of us FIRST. THEN go about evolving…

We live in a world that prioritizes the worth of people based on their age + this fallacy is fucked. We all have something beautiful to share with each other, no matter what year you are born. We’re all humans having an experience that is worth hearing. Everyone has something to teach, share, + open up in us, if we are open to it. I highly recommend figuring out how to open up to it.

For as long as I can remember, I have wrestled with the exploration of who I am. Sometimes it’s been easy. Sometimes it’s been nearly impossible. The drive to know myself deeply has taken me to many places + people that ultimately led me back to me, deep to my core, in new + surprising ways, unlocking new + surprising understandings of myself.

The below photo was taken during my time at a trauma recovery treatment center last year. The choice to go was not made lightly. It was me admitting to the LIES + COVER UPS that I’d lived with my entire life. It felt like I was admitting defeat. To massive failure. It felt like proof that I was the piece of shit I thought I was. The courage it took to show up to this space was other worldly.

We often say we know how to love ourselves but I think many times we understand the concept of loving ourselves but we don’t actually practice it, especially when we are a mess + are in times where we are hard to love…

Sometimes we have experiences in this life that completely change everything and we are never the same again. In this space, we are living in our familiar world, but WE ARE NO LONGER THE SAME.

A friend once told me to stop “hoarding my wisdom” + challenged me to make one video a day for 100 days straight, sharing my random, wise musings. Challenge your current default reality with this daily dose of unrefined, dime-sized wisdom to ponder, unpack, try on, experiment with, or just consider. Maybe you can create a new 100 day habit + see what unfolds for you. Enjoy the journey!

The superpower I was looking for was always already there, subtly woven into every fiber of my being, existing in every second of my day. In my authentic way of being.

We have millions and millions of moments to play with each day. To have a do-over. To re-write defaults. To get a second chance. Nothing is forever, unless I choose it to be.

I would give myself full permission to be exactly where I am, whether that was on a mountain top, down a rabbit hole, or anywhere in between. Permission to be me…