It’s my birthday next week.
It’s a strange one for me.
I was journaling earlier this week and I had this knowing inside that this is my halfway mark.
This is it.
I have lived half my life.
Made my choices.
Received incredible learning.
an interesting time of contradictions.
Looking back though I feel that I’ve spent way too many years tolerating.
I feel like I’ve spent way too much time giving a shit about what other people think.
People who don’t know anything about me.
The real me.
The raw and uncut version of me.
I feel like I’ve spent way too much time dimming my bright because of the faceless haters who are not prepared to sort out their own shit and would rather spend their time finding fault in my life, my body, my personality, my choices.
And yet it was exactly the amount of time I needed to spend there
Because everything happens for me and everything unfolds in divine timing.
I had a conversation with Creator this week and said “Thanks for all the learning opportunities, it’s been a blast, but now it’s time to move the fuck forward at warp speed and make the impact I came here to make”.
Wanna know what Creator said?
“Then fucking choose and do it”
Just like that.
Which is exactly what I’m choosing to do.
If you thought I’ve been a straight-up bitch before, you ain’t seen nothing yet!
Because I’ve lived half my life mostly trying to help those who quite frankly don’t want to help themselves. I’ve lived half my life saying shit so that people would like me when in fact I don’t think I’m here to be liked.
I believe I’m here to live an iconic life in complete alignment with my truth and my beliefs inspiring others to do the same for themselves. Or not.
I’ve spent half my life pussy-footing around people who are quite frankly making choices that I simply don’t get!
And I’m not here to tell you what to choose. I’m not here to judge you. But yes, I’m judging.
I’m judging because I’ve experienced most of the shit and for me, it didn’t work. So I’m choosing to judge it as “Shit that didn’t work for me” and I’m choosing to judge the flip side of the coin as “Shit that does work epic magic in my life”
I think you’re exceptionally powerful and you’re making your choices consciously, so good on you.
But I still don’t get it.
I don’t get it when people poison their bodies with alcohol and cigarettes and drugs and greasy fast food and then complain that they are tired and sick all the time.
I don’t get it when someone tells me that they envy me for training every day because there was a time when they trained and they felt fantastic but now they just don’t. Are you fucking kidding me?
I don’t get it when someone tells me that they don’t have time to meditate, to get quiet, to connect with their higher self, their creator, and find the wisdom within but they can spend hours a day in front of the television.
I don’t get it when people say they are bored and then sit in a trance in front of the playstation for twelve hours instead of stimulating their minds by learning something new, creating something new in their lives, do something!
I don’t get it when people criticise the youth and their technology when all they see their parents do is sitting with their iPhones on Facebook.
I don’t fucking get it.
And I’ve spent half my life trying to figure it out.
I’ve spent half my life trying to preach to the bums in the seats on the other side of the goddamned road.
Because when I’m ninety, I want to look back on my life and say that I played at max capacity focussing all my energy on the stuff that mattered to me.
I want to look back and be proud of the woman I have been in this lifetime.
I want to look back and say YES I have a clear channel of communication with my Creator, my guides, my higher self and I took the time to receive wisdom.
I want to look back and say YES I have an unbreakable bond with my boys.
I want to look back and say YES I have loving, fulfilling relationships.
I want to look back and say YES I have honoured my body by keeping her in the best possible shape at all times, elevating levels of energy so that I could live fully.
I want to look back and say YES I have inspired and supported my soul clients, my tribe, my friends, to be the best versions of themselves and in return they have gone out and impacted millions.
I want to look back and say YES I have given my all and I’m fucking proud and exhausted and ready to go recharge my batteries on the other side and then come back and do it even better.
How about you Darling?
What will matter when you turn ninety?
And of course this is us presuming we even live to be ninety.
But what will truly matter?
And are you giving your all to that?
Or are you wasting your energy on the shit that won’t matter? The people who won’t be around then? The haters who are probably all dead anyway, poisoned by their own thoughts and hatred?
Are you wasting your time preaching to those who are so deep in the trance of average that they simply can’t hear your words clearly and instead twist it and turn it and use it against you?
Is that really how you choose to live the rest of your life?
I don’t know about you but for me life is simply too precious to continue screwing around.
You‘re too important to me.
Because if you’re reading this you’re one of my tribe.
You’re one of my soul sisters or soul brothers.
You get me.
I don’t have to spend hours trying to explain myself.
And inside of you burns a desire for greatness.
A desire to live life at full throttle.
A desire to make an impact.
A desire to thrive!
Choose to thrive Darling.
Choose to thrive.
Death is coming anyway.
But how are we going to live?
With love for the next 45 years and beyond,
PS: It’s Saturday here in New Zealand. Looking out my window it’s grey, cold, rain pouring down. My soul is itching to get out there and go for a run on the beach. So I’m not going to spend my time writing a long essay here on why it’s time for us to connect. Because either you know it’s time, or you don’t. If it’s time, then let’s do it NOW! Click here and book ASAP. I’ll be out in the pouring rain filling up my cup even more for you.