This is probably going to sound immensely insensitive.
It might be ripping off the band-aid and sting like a wasp.
Leaving your head spinning.
Stars swimming before your eyes.
And you’ll probably hate me for it.
Because you will think I’m the cause of your pain.
You will think I’m the most inconsiderate bitch alive and you might even say I’m responsible for people feeling bad about themselves.
If that is what it takes today for you to pause and think, rage away my Darling.
Curse me if it makes you feel better.
Call me a misfit if that is what it takes for you to drop the shame and be honest with yourself.
I would rather speak my truth and have all those who avoid triggers unsubscribe if that means a single person takes pause, picks up a pen and writes down their DECISION to change – it will be worth it.
I’m just fucking done playing nice when so many warriors are fast asleep.
And yes, I’m kicking my own ass as much as anyone else’s today because I’m only getting started and this is not the time nor the place for me to be my normal slow as fuck.
I’m done saying only the pretty, motivating words when all the magicians are disconnected from their magic.
When the healers are dying because they’re not healing themselves!
I’m just done seeing how much regret people live in on a daily basis.
Thinking that shit is happening to them.
That they don’t have choices.
That they are powerless.
That they don’t have the resources to make their dreams come true.
I’m just done being witness to how empty people’s cups are and then they are still desperately trying to give to everyone else thinking that this will be their salvation.
So all they do all day is sit and fucking LIE!
They lie to themselves saying they are not to blame and that it will get better once they get the promotion, once they get the money, once they get the perfect lover.
They lie to Joe Public about how great things are.
How happy they are.
With their plastered on smiles and their soft bellies.
They show up all full of bravado telling people how one day they’re going to be smashingly rich, have a six pack and drive a Ferrari, sipping cocktails on the beach 90% of the time.
Then they go home.
Arriving with their bottle of wine, their discontent, their resentment of the system.
The moment the door closes the mask comes off.
Dr Jekell and Mr Hyde.
All those at their place of work, their hundreds of ‘friends’ on Facebook, wouldn’t recognise this shell of a human.
Lashing out at everyone around them of how fucking unfair life is.
How they are exhausted all the time.
How hard life is.
What a dickhead their boss is.
All the time dulling the pain with alcohol, cigarettes, food, seeking escape on Netflix, Playstation, anything but to face the one in the mirror.
The one with the accusing eyes.
The one that looks at them and say ‘You’re such a fucking loser‘
They vomit their self-disgust just to do it all over again.
And the ones on the receiving end.
Lying to themselves about how if they just do better they will get treated better.
Lying to their friends about how lovely life is and how fortunate they are.
All the time treading on eggs.
Too terrified to speak their truth because the venom that gets thrown their way has left them raw, terrified, huddled down in a small bleeding pulsating lump of flesh.
No longer trusting themselves or anyone else.
Too scared to even meet the eyes in the mirror.
The shame too great.
The disappointment overwhelming.
So they wait for the shower to steam up the glass reflection to soften the blow.
Everyone saying that one day their ship will come sailing in.
Everyone saying that tomorrow will be better.
They go through the motions of dreaming the big dreams.
Setting the big hairy scary goals.
Drawing up the sheets.
And then they sit and try to figure it all out.
And they don’t have a fucking clue
All they see are the obstacles.
I don’t have enough time.
I don’t have enough money
I don’t have enough energy.
I don’t have enough courage.
I don’t have enough support.
I don’t know enough.
I don’t have enough faith in myself.
And instead of just OWNING their shit.
instead of OWNING the fact that they don’t know
instead of OWNING the fact that they’re scared
instead of OWNING the fact that they don’t believe in themselves
and just LETTING GO of the BIG dream for now
so that they can focus on whatever they DO have the courage to create at this time with where they’re at and what they have available to them
They bundle up that desire with a big red bow of social approval and applause, carrying it around like a load of bricks on their backs.
Bloated with self-loathing.
THIS IS ONE OF THE GREATEST CRIMES OF HUMANITY!
DISEMPOWERMENT THROUGH THE OVERWHELM OF HOW POWERFUL YOU TRULY ARE.
We are shamed for not having and being and doing it all RIGHT NOW!
YES, I truly do believe we CAN have, be and do it all.
But I also believe that wanting it all RIGHT NOW when where we’re at is NOT there is one of the ways in which we take ourselves out of the game.
One piece of wisdom my clients hear all the time is SLOW DOWN TO SPEED UP!
Your mindset, your creativity, your manifestation is all muscle Baby.
You have to work it daily if you want to make it stronger.
You wouldn’t walk into a gym for the first time in twenty years and bench-press 200 kilograms.
I mean you could be an asshole and go try because your ego is bigger than your common sense.
But you and I both know you’re going to end up in hospital – possibly damaged for life.
So why would you continuously do this shit with your life, your creativity, your resilience?
Today I invite you to absolutely give yourself permission to dream as big as you possibly can.
To write it all down.
The biggest motherfucking vision you can possibly create for your life.
Regardless of how big even THAT is not your limit.
But then I want you to pull back.
All the way back.
And to set ONE GOAL
That is your next level self
Not your ULTIMATE self
Yes, it should be scary.
No, you shouldn’t know the how.
But you have to fucking COMMIT!
That you will do whatever it takes.
That you will set yourself up for success with the right support.
That you will clear your schedule for this one thing as if your life depends on it – BECAUSE IT DOES.
I want you to surrender the how, understanding that a power far greater than you will create every single opportunity, every single resource, every single meeting, every single introduction, every single book, that you need to achieve said goal.
Own YOUR ROLE in this journey.
YOUR RESPONSIBILITY of showing the fuck up every step of the way.
YOUR RESPONSIBILITY to keep saying YES to yourself regardless of how scared you are.
YOUR RESPONSIBILITY to fail until you succeed.
YOUR RESPONSIBILITY to walk away from the negative, toxic assholes that are draining your life force.
YOUR RESPONSIBILITY to THRIVE!
And let go of the rest.
Get your ass in the game and play full out knowing that everyone has to start somewhere and that the more you play, the stronger you will get, the harder you will be able to play.
No more self-sabotage.
No more bullshit.
It’s time for us to get real.
For death is inevitable.
Thriving remains a choice.
With love always,
PS: If you’re still reading and you KNOW in your SOUL that you’ve reached that point where you’ve DECIDED
If you know that you will do WHATEVER IT TAKES
If you know that you will FAIL UNTIL YOU SUCCEED
If you know that you will GIVE YOURSELF PERMISSION TO RECEIVE
And if you know I’m your soulmate coach for this part of your journey
Drop me a mail and I will tell you more about what a 3 month ass-kicking to your LIBERATION with me looks like.