There is no rewind button, and the only pause we should be pressing is when we need to reset our stance. With our chest full of air, shoulders back, and fists on hips… A motherf**king powerhouse.
No, this isn’t a letter from your child-self. An apology. An acknowledgement of some past trauma or insecurity. No, this is not another of those letters. This is a letter from your future self…
If you can be anything… be kind.
Since when did “busy” and “exhaustion” become the tools to measure success? What if you weren’t born to wear the Badge of Hustle? Read on…
TODAY’S REMINDER ||
Isn’t it the truth that the scariest part about putting yourself “out there” is that you don’t actually need anyone else’s permission.
Just your own.
✔️Stop holding yourself back.
✔️Get out of your way.
✔️Have a crack.
✔️Do it for you.
Because out of the 7.6 BILLION people in the world there is NOBODY ELSE that can do it for you 😘
2021 is deliberately aligning me to be more focused on, well, me and my Dharma. The Universe is bringing attention to the rest of my life because I am infinitely aware how close the end of life could be. Dramatic? Yes, but also true….
You are the leading lady (or guy) in the story of YOU and the director, your God, the Universe, what-ever-you-believe-in is calling you up on stage! Fucking own that shit!
Revisiting a past post helps you to see the growth you thought would never come. There is life after motherhood and it is ok to dream of that!
Morning muse as a Mother who is trying some new namaste-ing in her life… x
Excuses only get you so far in life. Like as far as nowhere. Which is is not very fucking far at all…