Understanding the relentless voice of doubt

Oh for the love of all that is holy on planet earth.

I can hardly believe I’m here,

again.

The voice is back.

The one that fills me with dread.

You know the one,

or is it just me?

She starts off all sweet and tender,

telling me how well I’m doing,

considering,

all that’s happening,

all that’s been.

She lulls me into tender complacency,

making me think I deserve a noddy badge for being such a good girl.

Except,

somewhere along the line

her syrup becomes too thick to swallow.

I find myself gagging

on her bullshit.

The tone changes.

Acid slowly burning me up inside.

Telling me that I’m fucking up,

again.

That I’m fooling myself thinking I can pull off the big one.

That I don’t really have what it takes.

After all,

just look at the state of my relationships.

‘What relationships?’ she taunts.

‘Don’t make me laugh.

You’re nothing more than an unsocial bitch,

who nobody wants to hang with

because you’re too intense,

too obsessed,

not fun.’

She gets into every nook and cranny,

ripping chunks of confidence from my core,

chewing them up,

spitting them out,

lying dried out and worthless on the floor.

This my friend,

is the insanity which resides within every achiever I know.

YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

How do we land up here?

Easy.

In my experience, no matter how much others admire us,

how much they tell us we’re inspirational,

that our results are astounding,

we never feel that we’re doing good enough.

Because quite frankly,

we’re not.

Torn between giving free reign to the power that is inside us,

and restraining it because we don’t want to hurt those around us.

Think Jean Grey from the X-men.

Especially as women, and I know this is equally as relevant for our magnificent male counterparts, there’s a fallacy that if we don’t restrain our powers, if we can’t learn to control our emotions, if we can’t put a muzzle on our truth, we will destroy all around us, including those we love.

And this power-struggle within,

feeds the voice.

Because we hardly ever play full out.

Instead, we’ve trained our ego’s to keep us in check.

To break down our confidence,

to feed the doubt.

I want you to start understanding that the voice,

is never going to be silenced.

She is a creature of your humanity determined to splash mud on your masterpiece.

And it’s YOUR RESPONSIBILITY to outwit her.

Paying close attention to your thoughts, your emotions,

knowing when she’s come back to play.

It’s YOUR RESPONSIBILITY to sit your ass down and do the introspection.

Questioning the stories running rampage in your head.

And then,

from a space of clarity,

tell her to shut the fuck up.

To turn that bullshit around into truth.

The truth which is that YOU ARE GOOD ENOUGH.

YOU ARE SAFE.

YOU ARE PERFECT, WHOLE AND BADASS.

YOU ARE MAGNIFICENCE IN HUMAN FORM.

And when you commit to being your BEST version self,

it is IN SERVICE to all of humanity.

Those who choose to stay average,

need to be left behind.

Because we respect their free choice,

just as we respect our own.

It is not about drowning out the voice.

It’s not about killing her off.

For that would once again be abandoning a part of your experience.

Instead, I want to invite you to open yourself up to playing full-out.

Integrating all of you.

Even your voice of ‘unreasonable doubt’.

For she gifts you with so many opportunities to strengthen your will,

reaffirm your commitment to thrive.

This is part of the work that I do with my clients.

I work with high achievers because I understand how tough we are on ourselves.

How hard it is to admit our fears even to ourselves – never mind someone else.

Thinking that it will make us look weak.

Except I know that vulnerability is the only way to grow and the most courageous choice in this life.

I understand the last thing you need to hear is someone telling you that it’s all a figment of your imagination.

That you can just fake your way out of it.

That if you just say affirmations long and loud enough, it will all work out.

Instead I teach my clients the mindset, body-set and soul-set strategies to shift gears, go deep, reach high and take massive aligned action.

I stretch them further than anyone has ever stretched them before.

I challenge them where others back down.

The result?

My clients run the Great Wall of China and rule the boardroom.

My clients lose weight, firm up their glutes, and take their businesses global.

My clients fall in love with themselves, show up as the powerhouses they were born to be, and build empires increasing their energy, their bank balances and their time-freedom.

If you’re done fighting the insanity,

ready to embrace all of you,

and have me simplify the process for you,

let’s connect.

After all,

only death is inevitable.

Thriving remains the choice of the brave.

With love and appreciation,

Anel

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fuck their cookie-cutters, you’re NOT dough!

Trigger alert.

My inner bitch pulled her soap box out from under the bed.

This could potentially be nasty.

Quite frankly I’m so fucking over the fear-based marketing in an industry that I adore with every cell in my body, an art I truly believe in.

I’m so done with coaches telling people they are broken, that the reason they’re not rolling in the cash is because they are blocked, doing it wrong, missing a step.

You see it everywhere, and it’s very cleverly done.

First, they pump you up with the possibilities.

They give you hope with their story of struggle to triumph.

By all means, let’s inspire and be inspired.  I always say if I can do something anyone can.

I DON’T say that if you follow in my exact winding, twisting, haphazard footsteps you’ll get there too!

Chances are you’ll be drunk out of your mind by the end and wouldn’t be having fun at all!

They go into the deep recesses of your mind, speaking into all your secret fears.

Of how it’s not your fault, you just didn’t receive the blueprint at birth.

But don’t worry, because THEY HAVE THE ANSWER FOR YOU.

And if you’re just willing to sell your underwear, one child and max out your credit cards,

you can be successful too.

In full disclosure – I HAVE FALLEN FOR THIS BULLSHIT TOO!

Well, I didn’t sell the child, but was possibly considering it.

Now, let’s just take a step back here and think about this for a moment shall we?

Oh, and by the way, this is based on MY INTERPRETATION of coaching – which is me believing in YOU, that YOU already have all the answers inside of YOU which I bring to the surface through safe and creative space creation and some ball-scratching questions.

What I’m experiencing in the ‘coaching’ industry, is a metric ton of ‘mentors’ – those who come from a space of expertise, who share what’s worked for them, and if you’re like them, it will work for you too.  If you’re not like them, it won’t.  Simple.

There’s absolutely a space and a place for that!

We don’t all have to reinvent the wheel.

Not everyone desires to be an original.

Some just want to colour in by numbers and get picture even though it looks the same as thousands of others.

For them, it’s only about the outcome.  Not about actually enjoying the work.

However, if you’re not a copy-person and this approach feels shit, resulting in shit, it doesn’t mean you did it wrong!

It simply means you’re DIFFERENT.

Stop sulking, blaming and shaming the coach.

Okay so I agree, enough already with the empty promises.

However, you’re a clever chick.

YOU KNOW THERE’S NO GUARANTEES.

You don’t seriously believe you can sit on your ass, drink litres of sugar-laden cool drink, eat fat-dripping pizzas all day long and weigh 45 kilograms just because that’s what the advert shows.

Take responsibility for your life.

When it doesn’t work, simply go find another way with enthusiasm and excitement knowing you’re one step closer to finding the ALIGNED ENERGY for you.

YOU’RE NOT BROKEN!

YOU’RE FUCKING PERFECT JUST AS YOU ARE.

(is this starting to sink in?)

So maybe you’ve been told a lot of lies your entire life by well-meaning people who were told a lot of lies by well-meaning people who were told a lot of lies.

Maybe you’re really struggling to see the difference between truth and hogwash.

Maybe you’ve just been beaten by tough life-lessons for so long you’re sitting there telling God, the stars and the ocean you JUST WANT A FUCKING BREAK!

Exhausted, head hurting, you want someone to give you the answer because you’re done trying to figure it out for yourself.

I get it.

Been there, done that, ripped off that arse-splitting g-string.

It’s been in these times that I started reaching out to the promise-makers.

Except, every time I got off a call, I would feel like a whipped pussy.

I would feel a lottle weaker.

A lottle more overwhelmed at the prospect of doing the ten thousand steps they told me was NECESSARY for me to turn it around.

Never mind the fear that clenched my butt-cheeks every time I forgot to tick a box, spiralling further down because clearly I can’t even get the basics right.

I NEVER got the promised results.

Why?

Because I’m a motherfucking artist!

I’m a creative.

One of the crazies who dare to experiment and not tremble in my boots just because I failed again.

I HAVE TO DO IT MY WAY!

It’s what I decided I wanted to experience and explore in this lifetime, before taking my first breath of air.

There are few coaches right now who can actually work with me.

The ones who don’t pin their self-worth on my results.

The ones who truly believe in themselves, in me, in the process.

Who stand fast in their power whilst I rant and rage and work through whatever the hell I need to work through to get to my sweet spot.

The spot where I laugh and say “Well fuck, OF COURSE!”

These coaches never promise me results.

They couldn’t be arsed to scare me.

They hold up a mirror.

They show me what they see.

They present me with opportunities of choice and then carry on with their own lives.

In short, I work with coaches who are like me.

When I say I believe in YOU, I don’t mean I believe in you as long as you ‘succeed’ right now so I can get a raving testimonial from you.

Tons of my clients only get their results down the line, after integration and growth and that’s PERFECT!

Time is an illusion and your results will always come at the RIGHT time for you.

I don’t mean I believe in you as long as you show up diligently like a well-trained monkey and do as you’re told.

NO.

I mean I believe in you UNCONDITIONALLY.

I believe that YOU are the creator of your own experience on this wonderful planet.

I believe that YOU are magic.

I believe that YOU have every answer to every question that pops up in your head.

Yes I will kick your ass every step of the way because I simply don’t have tolerance for bullshit drama in a time when the world needs you to show the fuck up as your best version self.

Because if you’re in my space,

if you’re reading my words,

if you’re watching me secretly from the safety of your bedroom,

it means that YOU have something incredible to share with the world.

Whether you’re a CEO, a cleaner, a business owner, a stay-at-home mom,

your social title doesn’t matter.

YOU matter.

Your STORY matters.

And as long as you’re sitting there waiting for a miracle, someone who needs to be inspired by you is suffering!

YOU ARE THE MIRACLE!

YOU ARE THE ANSWER!

You can continue looking for empty promises, steps that will guarantee success, if you define success by your bank account,

but if you want to be SATISFIED, it’s time to embrace a different approach Darling.

It’s time for you to start showing up FOR yourself, AS yourself, believing IN yourself.

It’s time for you to be proud of the wo-man you are.

And if you’re at that point where you’re wanting MORE,

from your life,

from yourself,

then let’s connect.

Only death is inevitable.

Thriving is always a choice available to those who dare to be brave.

With deep love and appreciation,

Anel

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let’s just be perfectly clear, YOU get to decide.

To say that there’s been some RADICAL changes in my life this year, is an understatement.

It’s taken me a long time, short time, to get to this point.

Reclaiming my independence.

Reclaiming my power.

Reclaiming my choice.

Reclaiming my voice.

Reclaiming me.

 

A process which was brought to the cliff-edge on Friday, as I concluded my 19 year marriage from a man I’ve loved for the past 33 years and continue to love deeply.

Saying goodbye to this incredible man who has been by my side for what can only described as one helluva adventure.

Anyone who knows him will think I’m absolutely insane for walking away.

And I am.

It’s a sacrifice I choose to make for me to fully embody what I came here to do.

 

I’m not wired like most others.

I’m stronger on my own.

Over the years I’ve discovered that every time he is physically by my side, I dilute my powers and turn to him for support.

I simply don’t have time to be weak anymore in any form.

 

THE WILD WOMAN IN ME DESIRES TO RUN UNRESTRAINED, FASTER, HARDER, FURTHER.

 

I fucking detest the illusional restraints and false securities our social system has put on us, especially as women.

Even though it’s shifting and changing,

I desire for it to happen even faster.

For that to happen in MY world,

meant it was time for me to cut the motherfucking bungee chord and jump.

Now spreading my wings.

Either I’m going to crash and burn,

or I’m going to finally be the change-maker I agreed to be in this lifetime and give you the courage to question the gilded cage.

Whether that is an unbalanced relationship, a soul-draining job, a ten step system that’s frustrating the shit out of you, all leading to mediocre results and an average existence.

And for heaven’s sakes don’t take this out of context – I’m not saying you can’t be happily married!!!  I’m saying consciously choose to do whatever the fuck lights YOU up.

 

The reason it took me so long was because I decided I didn’t want to do it like the majority.

My parents divorced when I was around 14, and it was U-G-L-Y.

All evidence following over the years indicated that this was the norm.

People got vicious, turning on each other, putting their kids in the cross-fire,

breaking down, falling apart,

bitter, angry, resentful.

 

Which in my opinion is absolute horse-shit.

 

Why on earth would you become that person?

 

Instead, I took my time.

I started doing DEEP healing work, forgiveness work, appreciation, mindset, love-set, learning.

 

Taking a step back.

Taking full responsibility for my life and all the lessons I wanted to learn at this time.

To serve.

 

As I packed the final box, I felt nothing but the deepest of appreciation for this man and I truly wish him greater love than he ever thought possible, adventures that light him up, success such as he has never tasted before, passion that transforms his experience of life.

 

In turn, I’m waking in the morning with more clarity.

Of where I desire to go,

who I desire to serve,

how I desire to live.

A lifestyle which will make sense to few as it is focused, obsessed and KICKING ASS.

A life of true love and honouring of myself, and knowing that I’m perfect just as I am.

Even when my choices befuddle the minds of the traditionalists.

 

I’m feeling happy, content and absolutely aligned with my decisions.

I have zero regrets.

I have zero anger.

No drama here.

 

Why?

 

Because I fucking CHOSE to think for myself.

THEIR evidence doesn’t have to apply to me.

In ANYTHING in my life.

 

Which is the message I wish to share with you today.

 

You see Darling, we keep listening to what everyone tells us about US.

They TELL us how we will feel when certain things happen in our lives.

They TELL us the phases of grieving we will have to work through for us to feel happy again.

They TELL us that the evidence shows that EVERYONE goes through the same.

Except, they’re simply telling us what THEY choose to believe and then present the supporting evidence.

 

You Don’t Have To Accept That.

 

You don’t have to follow the well-trodden path filled with fear.

You can choose to follow the DIRECTION of love instead.

Not knowing where your foot will land next.

Trusting deeply and unconditionally.

In a loving Universe.

In yourself.

 

This is my wish for you as we enter my birthday month.

A month where we celebrate LIBERATION.

A month where we dance FREELY.

A month where you take the time to question where you’re holding yourself back from BE-ing ALL you came here to be.

A month where you take the time to design the masterpiece you choose your life to be.

A month where you take a stand for LOVE.

 

Only death is inevitable Darling.

Thriving truly is the choice of the brave.

 

With love and appreciation,

Anel

 

PS:  This week the interviews are kicking off for the Apprenticeship.

I’m taking six coaches on a six month journey.

During our time together we will dive into:
* You, the coach and all things pertaining to you so you can show up and do what you came here to do
* The process of coaching and the journey you take your clients on
* The power of compassionate enrolment and how you can change lives with a single call
* Understanding success
* Some of my favourite coaching tools that I use selectively with private clients
* All the business forms and systems required for you to be supported and covered
* Building your business – this is not a soup kitchen Darling
* And more…

What it looks like:
* Monthly group training sessions on theory, techniques, tools, etc
* Monthly group supervision and role-playing session
* 2 Private coaching sessions per month with me
* Monthly prescribed book study along with a book on your zone of genius – yeah you might as well cancel that Netflix subscription
* Of course, you get to connect with me privately through Voxer daily as needed
* In addition you will get to record sessions (with permission) and have me dissect these and give you feedback for growth and continuous improvement

If you know you were BORN to be a masterful coach and this level of support speaks to your soul, I invite you to get cracking and complete your application now.

 

 

 

 

 

Change your viewpoint to get a new perspective

Today is moving day!

It’ so much more than just moving day though, and as I was busy packing up boxes yesterday, I decided to press pause, take a step back and evaluate where I’m at.

I had the inspiration to take it further, knowing that we have some powerful filters in the way we see things.

Especially when it comes to our home environments.

We become desensitised to the little bit of worn fabric here, the out of place cable there.

For me, EVERYTHING matters.

I understand that our environments have a HUGE impact on our energy, our creativity, and as an artist it can either be uplifting, or crippling.

A  realisation I had a few years ago as I was out running and saw the insane amount of garbage on the pavements of Johannesburg.

I knew that even though people didn’t ‘notice’ it in their cars, their subconscious minds took it all in.

The filth,

the decay,

the destruction.

No wonder the levels of road rage and other shitty behaviours is so high.

Bring it closer to home, and the message your mind receives is multiplied – it becomes PERSONAL.

So I took out my camera, pretended to be Steven Spielberg, and literally filmed my home.

From the front garden, the entrance to my home, the garage, the lounge, the boys chaotic teenage domains, everything.

Okay so when you start moving things look a little different as the ‘dust balls’ come out of hiding,

but this is also the most honest, real state of affairs.

I was shocked.

I’m a neat-freak.

A trait I proudly took on from my grandmother.

In fact, years ago a therapist diagnosed my desire for cleanliness and order as a pain in the arse to my husband and unfair to my little kids, so I had to take a chill-pill, compromise and let them make a mess AND leave it.

A bitter pill I’ve swallowed over the years.

Now I realise that actually, COMPROMISE is bullshit.

It’s nothing more than a lowering of your standards because those with lower standards are too fucking lazy to raise theirs.

Take a page from my book Darling, and tell them to go get knotted.

What I saw through the lens of my camera did not fill me with joy.

There was very little feminine beauty having lived with three boys/men for the last 19 years.

Too much shit from living with a couple of hoarders who won’t let go of anything just ‘in case’ we need it ‘one day’.

A home filled with ‘practical’ instead of artistic, creative and luxurious.

Understand this exercise was not done for the sake of feeling bad about dropping my standards, allowing others to dictate my state of affairs, or any other crazy ego-shit.

It was to get PERSPECTIVE.

To know where I’m at with the clear INTENTION of deciding where I want to go next.

I’m throwing out 90% of the old,

and brining in 20% new.

No more clutter.

No more keeping ANYTHING that doesn’t fill me with joy.

No more compromise.

It’s time for those in my domain to raise their standards to meet mine.

Non-negotiable.

This weekend will be spent settling into a new space, with new beauty,

and although it will start on the sparse side as I allow myself some time to settle before decorating,

it will be gorgeous!

I will be bent over my journal for hours,

designing my life going forward,

creating the vision for the next year.

Really taking advantage of the opportunity this move is presenting me to not only clear out my home and deciding on how I want it to look next,

but also my body,

my relationships,

and my business.

So be ready for some radical changes coming – I promise it will be FABULOUS.

Well, for me anyway which means if you’re in alignment with me it will be for you,

and if you’re not,

it will be horrible.

And that’s okay too.

It’s time for us to stop dimming down our true selves and our desires for the sake of others.

It’s time for us to show the world ALL of us, and those who can’t take the glare, will naturally turn away.

But enough about me.

What about you????

When last have you taken out your camera and gotten a new perspective through a smaller lens?

When last have you been honest with yourself and seen where you’ve stood fast for what you desire and believe in, and where you’ve compromised?

When last have you cleared out your home, your mind, your body, your relationships, your business?

When last have you allowed yourself a clean canvass from which to create your masterpiece?

Monday is the 1st of October – last quarter of 2018!

What better time than THIS WEEKEND to tackle the above little exercise?

Only if you want to go next level of course.

Otherwise you can just spend another 48 hours sitting in front of the screen, mindlessly killing time.

Which by the way, is you killing your thrive.

Just saying.

For death is inevitable.

But thriving is always a choice available to the brave.

With deep love and appreciation,

Anel

PS: Would you like me to be your secret weapon of mass destruction in the termination of mediocrity?

Pushing you harder than you’ve ever been pushed before?

Giving you no opportunity to think about backing down from what you KNOW you’re meant to be doing?

Setting the goal and smashing your bullshit left, right and centre?

Then it’s time for you to step the fuck up and be the POWERHOUSE you’re born to be.

I’m watching you take two steps forward, three steps back.

Pushing with gusto and passion and excitement,

And then shyly pulling away.

I’m listening to you saying that you’re just not quite ready to take the plunge.

That you first need to get permission.

That for now, you’ll be fine.

Fuck fine.

YOU DESERVE EXTRAORDINARY AND YOU KNOW IT.

Otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this.

It’s time for you to take that leap of faith into you greatness.

And if it feels terrifying, hands desperately clinging to anything that will keep you exactly where you are, I’m willing to be that loving bitch who has the audacity to pry loose your fingers and push you over the edge.

Because I believe in you.

I believe you have what it takes.

I want you to know all of your ‘reasons’ for staying put, is simply your fear dressed as ‘responsibility’ talking you out of doing that which is required for you to be truly successful.

This state of settling, of survival, feels normal because you’ve become so used to a constricted state of existence, your Ego working overtime to keep you the same as yesterday.

And the day before.

And the day before.

Except we both know that nothing ever stays the same and the longer you drag your feet to get the support you deserve, the more your true self is suffocating.

Enough already!

YOU were never born to crawl around like a slug at an agonisingly slow pace.

Take back your pride for god’s sakes and rise up!

POWERHOUSE is for those who understand that the real battle is not getting clients, it’s not implementing strategies, it’s not writing sales pages or figuring out the content calendar for the next six months,

The real war is the one inside your head.

The one which nobody ever gets to see because it’s ugly and chaotic and pure madness.

It’s you against you every single day.

Waking up with doubt and fear.

Voices of ridicule stating you’re delusional if you think your THAT awesome that anyone would pay attention to you,

Pathetic for contemplating the possibility that you’re THAT special that anyone would give a shit about what you have to say.

The voice that says you don’t know enough yet and if you have to create from within, others will publicly call you out as a fraud and humiliate you.

The one that taunts you haven’t done it before so what makes you think that it will be different now?  You’re just going to fuck up again.  Waste your time again.

DARLING, THAT VOICE HAS NOTHING ON ME!

If this is shouting to your soul, then it’s time you step up and connect.

This is me showing up for you.

But are YOU going to show up for you?

 

 

 

You either commit to BE-ing the person you desire to be, or you flake out

I wasn’t going to write today.

I had it all mapped out in my head:

All the reasons as to why it’s okay to cut myself some slack right now.

Why it’s reasonable for me to just hunker down and do what I need to do to take care of ME right now.

That you wouldn’t even notice if I took a day  or two off from my soul work.

How packing and cleaning IS the soul work right now.

Then I caught myself.

What the fuck?

Who is this talking in my head?

Because it sure as hell is not the committed motherfucker that I adore and respect.

The one who knows what she wants, who she wants to be, and goes for it full throttle.

Regardless of her moods,  the weather, her current physical circumstances.

Un-fucking-acceptable.

So here I am.

Because it’s who I choose to be.

It’s who I am.

Look Darling, life happens.

Shit happens.

To everyone.

All the time.

You can absolutely let that dictate your results,

constantly being on the back foot,

waiting for the blows to come,

ducking, diving and weaving,

or you can strengthen your core,

you can lift up those fists,

and you can drive forward!

INTO the onslaught.

Slaying for your dreams.

Taking the punches along the way.

Without bitching and moaning.

Committed to getting there,

knowing that the only way to get to where you want to be,

is by consistently showing up for your vision.

Every day.

Not when the moon is sideways.

Not when your lover goes down on you just the way you like it.

Not when you have the plan.

Not when you’re in perfect condition.

EVERY DAY.

Including today.

I had the “I’ll be back full force on Monday” running through my head.

The “Everything will be different then”

Except I’m not going to BE a different person then.

Not if I can’t commit to being that person today.

Instead I choose to do it ALL TODAY!

The packing,

the cleaning,

getting my fat arse on my bike and riding as if a pack of demons want to devour my soul,

the messaging,

the showing up for YOU,

the soul work that I was born to do.

I want you to start getting the fact that every time you tell yourself a soppy story,

a reason why you have to wait,

justifying why you should wait,

you’re being out of alignment with the version of you who DOES get the results you SAY you want.

You can keep telling yourself that taking a break isn’t giving up,

I call bullshit.

Toughen up Sunshine.

Put your head down and keep going.

For there’s a difference between a well integrated active recovery session,

and taking a break.

And there’s no getting days back.

There’s no making up for lost time.

You fucking use it or you lose it.

Every hour.

Every day.

You get to choose.

So if you’re feeling a little overwhelmed by life today,

if you’re thinking about taking a break,

of regrouping and coming back next week,

I’m going to loving say

stop being a little bitch, get your shit together, and show up for yourself

TODAY!

You can sleep when you’re dead.

For now, I highly recommend you choose to thrive.

With love

Anel

PS: Would you like me to be your secret weapon of mass destruction in the termination of mediocrity?

Pushing you harder than you’ve ever been pushed before?

Giving you no opportunity to think about backing down from what you KNOW you’re meant to be doing?

Setting the goal and smashing your bullshit left, right and centre?

Then it’s time for you to step the fuck up and be the POWERHOUSE you’re born to be.

I’m watching you take two steps forward, three steps back.

Pushing with gusto and passion and excitement,

And then shyly pulling away.

I’m listening to you saying that you’re just not quite ready to take the plunge.

That you first need to get permission.

That for now, you’ll be fine.

Fuck fine.

YOU DESERVE EXTRAORDINARY AND YOU KNOW IT.

Otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this.

It’s time for you to take that leap of faith into you greatness.

And if it feels terrifying, hands desperately clinging to anything that will keep you exactly where you are, I’m willing to be that loving bitch who has the audacity to pry loose your fingers and push you over the edge.

Because I believe in you.

I believe you have what it takes.

I want you to know all of your ‘reasons’ for staying put, is simply your fear dressed as ‘responsibility’ talking you out of doing that which is required for you to be truly successful.

This state of settling, of survival, feels normal because you’ve become so used to a constricted state of existence, your Ego working overtime to keep you the same as yesterday.

And the day before.

And the day before.

Except we both know that nothing ever stays the same and the longer you drag your feet to get the support you deserve, the more your true self is suffocating.

Enough already!

YOU were never born to crawl around like a slug at an agonisingly slow pace.

Take back your pride for god’s sakes and rise up!

POWERHOUSE is for those who understand that the real battle is not getting clients, it’s not implementing strategies, it’s not writing sales pages or figuring out the content calendar for the next six months,

The real war is the one inside your head.

The one which nobody ever gets to see because it’s ugly and chaotic and pure madness.

It’s you against you every single day.

Waking up with doubt and fear.

Voices of ridicule stating you’re delusional if you think your THAT awesome that anyone would pay attention to you,

Pathetic for contemplating the possibility that you’re THAT special that anyone would give a shit about what you have to say.

The voice that says you don’t know enough yet and if you have to create from within, others will publicly call you out as a fraud and humiliate you.

The one that taunts you haven’t done it before so what makes you think that it will be different now?  You’re just going to fuck up again.  Waste your time again.

DARLING, THAT VOICE HAS NOTHING ON ME!

If this is shouting to your soul, then it’s time you step up and connect.

This is me showing up for you.

But are YOU going to show up for you?

 

 

 

Fuck being composed. This is our time to be raw, fierce and raging!

For too long have we been socialised to be well behaved, composed copies of human beings.

That children should not be heard.

That a woman’s place was behind her man.

That we had to use our inside voices.

Only say that which is pleasing to the ear of the listener.

Close the doors when we sing.

Draw the curtains when we dance.

And god forbid we should move with complete abandon,

allowing the rhythm to take over our limbs,

twirling out of control.

Out of control…

YES,

that is what my soul is craving right now.

I’ve been restrained most of my life.

Told that I’m just too fucking much to handle.

That I’m too aggressive.

I’m too insensitive.

Unfiltered.

Not politically correct.

Too ambitious.

And I’ve tried to fit their criteria of being a good woman – until it felt as though this lifetime was nothing more than an endless prison filled with misery and suffering.

Which was exactly what I needed to reach the point where I could no longer be scared by the prospect of hell.

Because even the hell described by those who want to keep us in line,

is a fucking picnic compared to depression, anxiety and all the emotional diseases caused by our oppression of self.

It’s time for us to rebel against the system that has us standing in line,

begging for scraps,

please sir, can I have more?

When the Universe is LIMITLESS in her abundance.

Her bounty is more than plentiful.

And it is ours for the taking.

Anyone who tells you differently,

can go suck nickerballs.

Their scarcity, their fear, their bullshit, doesn’t have to define your reality.

It’s time to wake up.

To break free.

To break loose.

To rage.

To dance.

To sing.

To be all you came here to be.

And I know it’s beyond scary.

I know the tremble that runs through every cell of your body,

the voices of self-doubt,

the stories of old that run on repeat,

enlarged on the screen in your mind,

showing you evidence of why failure is inevitable,

why you should just sit the fuck down,

shut up,

be grateful for what you have,

stay in the protection of the family clan,

even when the family uses your dreams to wipe their arses.

I know them and I choose never to forget them.

For it is in my fear that I choose courage.

It’s in my doubt that I choose confidence.

It’s in my failure that I choose success.

It’s in my rebellion that I choose FREEDOM.

And I will NEVER again give that away.

I have not reached this point overnight.

It has taken years of deep work – facing my demons, forgiving others, forgiving myself, dropping into appreciation, receiving the lessons, completing soul contracts.

It has taken years of pain – emotional, mental, physical.

It has taken a decision.

To be the woman I know I am.

Fierce.

Passionate.

Unapologetic.

Warrior.

Lover.

Magical creature.

And I’ve been systematically identifying and releasing that which is not in alignment with my truth.

Tough – I’ve had so much resistance to this.

Thinking I needed that which was in place for survival.

Waking this morning without and realising just how much lighter I feel compared to a year ago.

How much clearer.

Nothing without sacrifice Darling.

Whether it’s time for you to sacrifice your composure, your addictions, your disempowering labels you’ve pinned on yourself, your self-sabotaging behaviours, your toxic relationships, or just your bullshit excuses as to why you’re not ready,

it has to be done for you to shift into your next gear.

Or stay where you’re at and simply be content with the fact that you’re going backwards.

Life is not static.

Progress or atrophy.

I’m inviting two new clients into my world.

Men and women who are looking at their lives today and deciding

ENOUGH AND NO MORE!

Men and women who are ready to rise.

Men and women who are done settling.

Men and women who are done playing small.

Those who thrive under pressure.

Who hunger for more success, more abundance, personal freedom.

If that’s you, let’s connect.

For death might be inevitable,

but you can choose to thrive!

With deep love and appreciation,

Anel

 

 

The proof is in the evidence of you

It’s time to get ego out of the way and allow yourself to see without your goggles of bullshit.

To put aside your fragility, take a step back and be honest.

About what you SAY you want

versus

what you’re DOING.

I’m a little over people bitching and moaning that life is so fucking unfair,

that they feel stuck all the time,

that they just can’t figure out why all hell is blowing up around them,

when they ain’t doing Jack Shit to take control of their lives.

Take control of their thoughts.

Take control of their emotions.

Take control of their actions.

Take control of their balls and apply themselves.

And yes, I include myself in this equation because I’ve been slacking.

But enough already.

Either you’re COMMITTED to your desires, or you’re not.

When I say committed,

I’m not referring to you talking about it all day long,

I’m not even thinking about you twiddling nonsense in your journal and then parking off in front of the TV for the rest of the day.

Committed as in you will DO WHATEVER the fuck it takes!

Every time you fail,

you get up

and you go again!

Every time you hit an obstacle,

you go inside,

deep inside

and you pull out whatever you have to pull out,

and you get your arse OVER or THROUGH that block.

I don’t want to hear anything other than you RAGING against the storm,

which is inside of you,

the turmoil

that has you confused as to which side is up and which is down.

I don’t want to hear that you don’t know.

You fucking find the answer.

Inside.

Outside.

From above.

I don’t want to hear that you’re too afraid.

Then stay stuck.

Because change is scary for all of us.

Challenges feel overwhelming at times for all of us.

TTFU!

All those ‘nice’ and ‘understanding’ people who tell you it’s okay for you to give up,

to wait another year before you give it your all,

to play your games a little longer whilst your relationships are deteriorating in the next room,

to have another drink to take the edge off,

to eat another piece of cake because life should be enjoyed with the white drug named sugar,

they’re fucking KILLING your dreams!

All those ‘inconsiderate, insensitive assholes’ that tell you to put a sock in it,

that you’re responsible for all the results in your life,

that if you want it you have to be willing to work for it,

the ones who drop you out in the middle of nowhere and you have to find your own way back,

they’re actually on your side.

Even though what they say hurts like a bitch at times.

Even though their actions seem a little on the sadistic side at times.

Even though you love to hate them.

I personally, prefer their company and their guidance over the people who are trying to help and save me from myself.

Yes, we’re all different,

thank the lord of peanut butter,

and I’m not talking to the weak of mind.

I’m talking to the badass warriors who are sitting there wondering when the fuck they’re actually going to have the guts to get their shit together and live their BIG dreams.

I’m talking to the creatives, the artists who are dimming their brilliance because others don’t understand what they’re producing, calling them crazy, calling them irresponsible, calling them selfish.

I’m talking to the born leaders who are stuck in the middle of the herd because every time they have the courage to speak their truth, the sheep grow vampiric teeth and bleed them dry.

I’m talking to YOU.

So listen up Sunshine, because every second that you’re stuck in indecision, you’re life time is seeping away.

I want you to take a real look at your the current state of affairs,

everything,

your body,

your fitness,

your eating,

your bank accounts,

your journal,

your daily routines and practices,

your clients,

your staff,

your lovers,

your home, your car, your garden,

everything,

and ask yourself,

is this the absolute BEST?

Or are you settling?

Are you telling yourself that things will eventually change?

That you will give the shitty parts attention once you’ve won the lotto, or landed the big deal, or whatever your bullshit excuse is?

Because I want you to know,

that either you’re rocking it out in EVERY area of your life,

or you’re tolerating a low vibration which is screwing over ALL of your results.

You can keep going the way you are,

because the truth is that even though you say it’s horrible and you’ve had enough,

if your calendar doesn’t change drastically,

if your actions don’t do a 180 degrees,

if your toxic relationships don’t end,

if you don’t stop poisoning your body and your mind,

you’re very happy exactly where you are.

Fat.

Broke.

Broken.

Lonely.

The faster you admit this to yourself, the less the pain will be.

However, if you’re done talking about change and you’re ready to show up for yourself,

and you know that you’re done with being Molly-coddled,

you know that you’re ready to go into battle with the demons inside your head,

you know that you’re ready to fight for your dreams as if your life depends on it,

because it does,

and you’re ready to have your arse kicked with love,

then let’s connect.

No holding back.

No taking prisoners.

Everyone is dying,

only the brave is choosing to thrive on the way to Valhalla.

With love and appreciation,

Anel

 

 

 

The way is illuminated by decision which is the end to your excruciating pain

I hear you –

we’re all wired differently

we process differently

we take different paths to get to the point where we are ready to make a decision.

Is this really true?

I’m not so sure anymore.

What I’m seeing is that people are scared to death of making a decision

and more importantly

sticking to it.

Seeing it through to the end.

Now I’m not talking about the decisions we make from social programming and expectations.

In fact, I highly recommend you start questioning those and then only commit if they are truly in alignment with your soul.

I’m talking about decisions when it comes to ourselves.

Our journey.

Our desires.

Our growth.

The ones that really matter.

Why?

Because it takes balls in a world filled with mediocrity, codependency, haters and assholes who have no desire to create a legacy.

It takes conviction in self and your abilities regardless of all those who have told you that you’re stupid to take the risk

  • that you’re not that special
  • that you’re not strong enough
  • that you’re not ready.

It takes unshakable loyalty to your purpose, your big purpose, your mission, a willingness to be wrong, a willingness to fail, a willingness to look like a complete doos in front of everyone.

So you get presented with an opportunity to break loose from your current position, your current programming, your current blocks and frustrations and personal shame and the pain of self-abandonment,

and what do you do?

You say you have to think about it.

That you first have to figure out how you can possibly do this.

Because there’s so many obstacles in the way – time, money, children, partners, the fact that you’re unfit AF, secretly lazy and pissing your pants with fear.

And you convince yourself that you REALLY try and make it work.

You sit and you relook the budget over and over again.

You look at the chaos that is your life and how fucking exhausted you are all the time.

You take into consideration everyone else’s needs and agendas and then you look at what is left for you, and the crumbs just look so measly,

not worth fighting for.

And you literally talk yourself into a reasonable excuse as to why now is not the right time.

Well Hun,

it’s NEVER going to be the right time until you motherfucking DECIDE!

It’s been my experience that once the decision is MADE,

a non-negotiable,

raging against your fear,

your ego,

your Creator if needs be,

commanding the forces of the Universe to bow down to your commands and fucking DELIVER,

that magic happens.

You start seeing steps you’ve been blinded to before.

You become aware of the voices, the stories, running amok in your head and you tell them to shut the fuck up.

You take the actions you never even considered before now,

understanding that these are the things that will ultimately get you from where you are to where you desire to be.

It’s also been my experience and observation that the moment we step into this space of complete and utter certainty,

people around us,

lose their shit!

They get triggered.

They go into a complete tailspin.

They look at you and they immediately calculate how this could possibly impact THEM.

Their status quo.

Their existence.

Their agendas.

And they rarely like the possibility of this change.

So they will retaliate, pulling out all the stops.

At fist they will get nasty – saying shit to hurt you.

Then they will get crafty – pushing all your buttons, using your fears shared in confidence against you.

Then they will get pathetic – pleading, playing on your emotions, they will get sick, they will injure themselves.  All in an attempt to evoke sympathy and get you to change your mind.

To back down.

To walk away from your dream.

To relent so things can just go back to the way they were before.

All in the name of love.

I want to say this today:

  • Love is NOT sacrifice of self.
  • Love is NOT fear-inducing.
  • Love is NOT compromise.

Love is love.

Plain and simple.

Love is about the growth of life for all.

Love is about being the BEST version of yourself in this lifetime and sharing that with those who desire to play with you.

When we come from a space of true love, we commit to ourselves first and foremost.

Take the time to connect to who the hell you are in the first place.

Connect to what you truly value and desire.

Connect to who you desire to be at this time.

And then

COMMIT to this.

100%

No excuses.

No cowering before fear.

Seek the opportunities that will ultimately facilitate your growth, the strengthening of who you are and what you can achieve,

and then DECIDE to step the fuck up.

Take full responsibility for your life, your results, your investments of time and money.

And be ready to be blown away by the RADICAL shift that will occur.

Only if you’re done with the pain of indecision constantly having you standing at the funeral of your dreams, your potential, your soul.

And if you truly are done with that shit, if you’re truly ready to take a stand for yourself and all you desire to be at this time, and if you’re ready to have me kick your bullshit to the curb, let’s connect.

For death is inevitable my friend.

Thriving truly is the choice, no, the DECISION, of the brave.

With love and appreciation,

Anel

 

You’re never too old to play in discomfort

I woke up this morning,

stretching into the day,

thinking how wonderfully blessed I am.

Each day.

I receive

All that I need to create my dreams.

In the most delightful and unexpected of ways.

Take last night for instance.

One of my goals this year has been to start painting and as I revisited this goal 3 months ago, this amazing art teacher appeared as if by magic offering monthly informal sessions – of course!

You know,

no pressure to be Picasso,

just come and reconnect with your 5-year old self and create something beautiful.

These classes have become a treasured evening in the month.

As I sat down at the empty table I wondered who would grace me with their company tonight.

I’ve met some delicious individuals at these gatherings.

I was not about to be disappointed.

She shyly shuffled into the seat beside me.

Radiant in her wise beauty.

I noticed a slight tremble in her hands and smiled – yip, I could relate.

“I’m very nervous about tonight” she quietly confess.

“I normally like to get things just right from the word go and I’ve not painted since a little girl.  This is really out of my comfort zone and I don’t like being uncomfortable.”

I burst out in happy laughter.

“Oh, you sat in the perfect seat Darling. I’m a mindset coach – playing outside of comfort zones is what I live for!”

What followed was two hours of watching this wonderful goddess unfurl from hesitant, doubtful and rigid, to one smiling and splashing paint layers with utter amazement, childlike wonder and delight.

After about an hour she turns to me, beaming “I’m actually having fun!

If it wasn’t for the paint brushes, I would have hugged her right there and then.

Instead I shot a little wink to my Higher Self.

Yesterday I faced my own discomfort and decided to take the first steps in the direction of my heart,

despite the fear,

regardless the discomfort,

knowing I could well fuck this up,

daring to risk it all from a space of trust.

Because nothing ventured nothing gained!

Which had me stretching in deep appreciation this morning for the wonder of a life where the Universe is always cheering me on.

Gifting me signs out of the blue.

This, for me, is living a truly blessed life:

Finding the hidden gifts in the most unexpected places.

Connecting with courageous fellow travellers who show me that everyone has a heart,

everyone, regardless of age and experience, face the same insecurities and fears,

and no matter how old we are,

or how silly it might seem,

being uncomfortable is part of this adventure.

Those who refuse to lean into the resistance,

die without ever experiencing the sense of satisfaction of hanging that first perfectly imperfect painting on the wall.

They never have the pure exhilaration of accomplishment explode through their veins.

They never thrive.

Now before you write this off as silly and inconsequential,

saying that a lady painting for fun is not exactly the same as building a business,

BULLSHIT!

Her painting IS your empire.

One of the ways I observe people taking themselves out of the game is by focusing on the disparities instead of similarities.

Justifying why THEY can’t possibly take the action because it’s NOT THE SAME.

I choose to find my inspiration everywhere, in everyone.

As far as I’m concerned,

if you show up,

you’re a rock star!

Little wonder that I’m inspired every single day.

How could I not when the Universe puts fabulous people on my path.

Today I invite you to receive inspiration from a nameless woman who created a painting sipping ginger beer.

I invite you to ask yourself, where are you feeling out of your comfort zone, and be prepared to take ONE action towards your dream that’s on the other side of the fear.

Just get started.

That’s all it takes.

And then watch as you keep layering on new colours, creating something unique to you, your soul, your purpose.

I can’t wait to see you masterpiece Darling!

After all, death truly is inevitable.

Thriving is the choice of the brave, at every age.

With deep love and appreciation of you,

Anel

PS:  Apprenticeship Applications Now Open

This offer is only for coaches and those who aspire to be a masterful coach.

For more than a decade I’ve had the immense blessing and privilege of living my purpose as a coach.

I’ve invested hundreds of thousands in my own personal development, private coaching, certifications, mentoring, not to mention devour books on everything mindset, growth, alignment and purpose related – and continue to do so.

You see, for me, coaching is EVERYTHING.

My kids call me obsessed with my work.  I call me dedicated to my craft.

During this time I’ve witnessed many come and go in the industry.

I’ve seen the presentation of brilliant coaching programs and some not so brilliant coaching programs.

I’ve watched in fascination as thousands said YES to the calling, only to disappear into the night.

And I’ve been saddened, maddened and a little perplexed by this.

What I’ve come to understand is that there are different parts to coaching as an art:
* Learning of skills, tools and methodologies
* Practice of the above to the point of confidence and skilful application
* Supervision and honest feedback on progress and application of technique
* Ongoing professional development and support
* Mindset of a coach, an entrepreneur, a leader
* Business building
* Personal private coaching
* Mentoring

I’m taking on five apprentices for a 6, with possible extension to 12, month journey.

During our time together we will dive into:
* You, the coach and all things pertaining to you so you can show up and do what you came here to do
* The process of coaching and the journey you take your clients on
* The power of compassionate enrolment and how you can change lives with a single call
* Understanding success
* Some of my favourite coaching tools that I use selectively with private clients
* All the business forms and systems required for you to be supported and covered
* Building your business – this is not a soup kitchen Darling
* And more…

What it looks like:
* Monthly group training sessions on theory, techniques, tools, etc
* Monthly group supervision and role-playing session
* 2 Private coaching sessions per month with me
* Monthly prescribed book study along with a book on your zone of genius – yeah you might as well cancel that Netflix subscription
* Of course, you get to connect with me privately through Voxer daily as needed
* In addition you will get to record sessions (with permission) and have me dissect these and give you feedback for growth and continuous improvement

This is up close and very personal for me.

My first group will receive all of this at a highly discounted investment as I tweak and play with you along the way which means you’ll probably work harder than anyone you’ve ever come across :-).

The application process starts with a deep-dive, open and raw application form which you will find below.  Those short-listed will be invited to an hour interview which will include a coaching role-play (you being in the seat of the coach) so I can identify exactly where you’re at and the gaps I immediately spot so I can build a personalised program for you.

The final step is me selecting the five candidates kicking off in November 2018 – yes we’ll be working through December.  One thing you need to know and understand about me is my work ethic.  My life is my purpose and I don’t hold my soul by a man-made calendar.  However I’m not heart-less so we’ll have Christmas and New Year’s Day off.

If this is shouting at your soul then I invite you to complete the application form today.

 

 

 

 

You’re not going to get the results as long as you’re out of integrity.

Are you done with all your complaining about how unfair life is?

How you simply don’t understand why the apparent assholes are making all the money whilst you, with all your good intentions, continue to struggle?

How you simply don’t understand what you’re doing wrong when you’re doing EVERYTHING they’re telling you to do, and still not getting the right outcome?

Let me break this down for you Darling.

Fair warning – you’re probably not going to like what I have to say.

It’s going to be a slap in the face.

It’s going to sting like a motherfucker.

It’s going to rip off some scabs and stink to high heaven.

So if you’re not up for it,

if you prefer to continue sulking and skulking around,

then walk away.

In my experience the reason you’re not receiving your true hearts’ desires,

the big ones,

the ones that completely light you up when you connect to them for even ten seconds,

is because you’re out of integrity.

You’re not owning the shit that’s truly important to you,

at a core level,

because you’ve looked around and seen how others are continuously criticised for speaking their truth, for allowing themselves to create and receive what matters to them when it goes against everything the average masses praise.

You’re being a pussy.

Plain and simple.

Instead of shouting from the rooftops that you thrive in the high vibration which is beauty and opulence,

you say it doesn’t matter.

That just enough is all you want.

Because heaven forbid your having it all would take food from a starving child in Africa.

You say that you’re available to help everyone and anyone because you’re a good person with a big heart.

Even when you know that your low energy continues to attract the slugs slithering around on the floor of decaying dreams, draining the last bit of life out of them.

Those are YOUR dreams lying on the floor!

You sink to your knees and plead with the Universe to save you!

To help you.

Because you don’t have what it takes to make this happen.

Expecting to be rescued.

Expecting the heavens to open up and give you a pile of money, a kind benefactor, a yacht to appear in your backyard by morning.

It doesn’t work that way Sunshine.

The Universe hears your pleading,

and she lovingly bestows on you all that you require to manifest your dreams.

She sees that you’re weak and your mind is mush, so she showers you with learning opportunities.

Except, you don’t experience them as gifts.

Oh no,

you only see more shit storms raining down on you and you scurry under your bed.

Thinking that if you hide for long enough,

staying in the virtual world of your online games for another week, another month,

staying drunk on your poison of choice for another month, another year,

staying bloated with sugar-laden food for another year, another decade,

somehow it will all go away and you will return to a sunny day.

What will it take for you to finally get that all those challenges, all those obstacles, are put there FOR you.

To go inside,

to finally connect to your truth,

to your soul,

to your power,

and to fucking rise!

It’s gifted to you to choose,

to increase your heart-strength, your mind-strength,

so that you can spot the weaknesses within your structure, your foundation,

and put in the support needed to build your life empire.

Now let’s just be sure you understand as well that if you’re struggling to build your business,

constantly complaining that nobody wants to pay you,

that they don’t have money to invest with you,

it’s because you’re saying that shit to yourself and those you desire to work with.

You can’t expect your clients to step the fuck up to your plate until you are willing to do so yourself.

If you’re frustrated with your romantic relationships,

constantly pained by the lack of communication and connection,

wondering why you’re being treated like a purse or a slave,

it’s because you’re treating yourself like a floor-rag.

You can’t expect to be treated like a queen when you’re showing up as a resentful slave girl.

You sure as hell can’t expect someone to adore you when you can’t stand yourself.

If you’re at your wits end with the fat stubbornly holding on to your waist, 

angered by the fact that you’re always on a diet,

always training,

and still feeling those thighs rubbing together,

you have to start realising that results don’t come from punishment.

That which you seek will only appear when you start taking action from a space of deep love.

That means fuelling your body with nourishment which makes her feel light and energised.

It means pushing your body to the max and beyond from a space of deep self-belief and the thrill of feeling the energy and power coursing through your veins.

You can’t expect to inspire others to greatness whilst you’re living like a coward.

Not being willing to sacrifice that which is keeping you stuck.

Because when you’re out of integrity,

the funnel through which you receive all of your desires,

is leaking,

thereby diminishing the stream of abundance,

not allowing it to reach you.

If you’re not receiving all that you truly desire,

stop bitching and moaning,

stop asking for charity,

stop signing up for free shit,

sit your ass down and go inside,

deep inside,

and figure out where you’re out of integrity.

Reconnect with your core values.

Reconnect with your true desires – regardless of how ‘materialistic’ or ‘selfish’ they may seem.

Reconnect with who you were born to be.

And then

STEP THE FUCK UP!

Nothing is going to change if you’re taking action from the low level you’re finding yourself on.

Do the mindset work –

do the EFT –

do the meditation –

do the ride –

do the run –

have the orgasm –

do whatever the hell it takes to break out of your funk.

Welcome the feeling of utter discomfort.

Welcome the feeling of being completely out of your depth.

This is THE fastest way for you to leave behind the struggle and step into your thrive.

Here’s the shit I don’t want to hear from you:

I don’t know – yes you do.

I can’t afford it – make the money.

I don’t have the time – create the time in your schedule.

It would be irresponsible – not living at full throttle, creating astounding experiences, is the most irresponsible way to live.

It seems selfish – not being your best self is the only selfish thing.

Listen Darling, with all my love and respect, you’re either going to commit and find the way, or you’re going to continue lying to yourself and everyone else about who you are, about what you truly desire, about what you take a stand for.

And people will feel that, responding accordingly.

Integrity is everything.

Those ‘assholes’ you love despising,

the ones that you love judging,

they’re receiving their desires because they are integrity with their values.

The fact that they’re values are different from yours, doesn’t make them bad or wrong.

It makes them different from you.

They are still in integrity with what they belief, what they want, what they uphold for themselves.

My question to you is – how long are you going to keep living a lie?

Hey, I’m not judging.

I lived out of integrity for decades.

It’s only now that I’m pulling out the most stubborn weeds from my garden.

It’s only now that I’m finally saying to hell with the opinion of others,

I’m going for what I want.

I’m simply holding up a mirror for you today.

What you make of it, is up to you.

But I’ll tell you this as well,

if you’re reading this and you know that you’ve been bullshitting yourself and everyone else for the longest time,

more importantly,

that you’re done with all the deceit and you’re ready to take a stand for yourself,

for your dreams,

for your values

for your legacy,

and you know that I’m the coach to hold you to your word,

then it’s time we connect.

Just don’t get onto the call expecting me to buy into your drama.

Don’t expect me to sit and listen to a soap opera and tell you everything is going to be okay.

I’m not wired that way.

What you can expect is unfiltered truth and royal kick up your arse.

You can expect me to lay out the possibilities and then leaving it up to you to choose.

You can expect to work with someone who is simply not available for screwing around.

Only death is inevitable.

Thriving is for those courageous enough to live in integrity.

With deep love for you and appreciation of your journey,

Anel