what would it be like to speak your truth

Do you speak your truth? 
Do you even know what your truth is? 
What would it be like to speak your truth? 

In two-thousand 18, I came across a post that said, “Do the Universe a favor and don’t hide your magic.” I took a screenshot and then cried because I had no idea what my magic was. 

Somehow, somewhere I had lost myself. 

Two-thousand 19 was a year of pain and then recovery—the pain of hitting rock bottom and the recovery of learning about and stepping toward finding myself. 
Two-thousand 20 was a year of practice and implementing what I had learned (in addition to pandemic, quarantine, etc.) 
Two-thousand 21 will be a year of kicking-ass. 

I know how to ground myself and tap into what I want or need. 
I know I have my own answers (see the previous post). 
I know it’s OK not always to be graceful or have it look easy- it’s not; it will be messy. 
I know how to make and keep promises to myself. 
I know how to show up for myself. 
I know how to work through the hard stuff. 
I know how to trust myself. 
I know I have my own back. 
I know I will not die from this process (even when it’s scary and my brain is sure I am actually going to die). 
I know how to be brave and courageous and loving and compassionate, and I know that I want to live an extraordinary life. 
I know how to take action. 
I know that I can get it done. 
I’m (still) learning how to have more fun and not take myself (or anything) so seriously. 

Want to come along for the ride? 
Hold my La Croix, watch this. 

If you want support tapping in, grounding yourself, learning how to be you, especially if you’ve lost yourself along the way (life, marriage, family, job, do you even know where you’ve lost yourself?) 
Reach out for a consult. 
I can help you. 
I’ve done it for myself and others. 
LIFE DOES NOT HAVE TO BE SO EFFING HARD.
Let’s find you AND have fun in the process.