One Step at a Time

My friends, we all go through things. Yesterday, what I called a "written meditation," came up in my memories from 7 years ago. Exactly 7 years ago, I was feeling hopeless. Stuck. Wondering what was the point of anything I was doing.

That doesn't sound like me does it? That's because it isn't. Some say that every 7 years we are actually completely new versions of our physical selves. It's not scientifically accurate, but it's a nice idea, isn't it? Cells die and are replaced with new ones. It, at least, serves as a reminder that old habits and beliefs can die and be replaced by new ones. Habits and beliefs that serve and support us rather than hindering and hurting us.

6 months after writing that, I left my marriage of 15-years. I realized that people who love you actually treat you with love and with the support of my parents, I took my 3 children and moved home to begin again. To regenerate. To heal.

I started the process of rebuilding self-esteem that had been eroded by a man professed his love in one breath, but tore me down in the next.

I chose to consciously create a life that felt good, surround myself with people (like you) who lifted me up, and to choose in favor of my passions every single day.

Now, here I am, 7 years later and I'm one of the happiest people I know, doing work that lights up my heart, and my life is filled with the most incredible relationships that anyone could ask for in a lifetime.

If you knew that one step today could lead you to your ideal life tomorrow, would you take it? Will you take it? You don't have to walk alone. I'm here to walk with you, hold your hand when you feel unsteady, and remind you that anything is possible.