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If that song’s stuck in your head now, my apologies!

My son dressed himself this morning.

Shirt and everything – and it was all right side out and tags in the back.  I had a moment of Holy Crap – he’s practically a grown ass man!

I also marked 12 years of being with my hubby (we’ll be celebrating 10 years of marriage this summer).

My oldest will be getting her license soon.

I’m reading more obituaries of people my parent’s age.

I’ve taken a moment to just sit with the gravity of it all. (The things we do on the way to work sometimes!)

Where did the time go?! How did I spend it?!

If I were breathing my last breaths, would I be able to say I was happy? eh.  In many ways I’ve been blessed beyond belief.  I’ve got 3 healthy children, a husband who texts me every morning that I’m beautiful and to have a good day, a home, people that trust me to pay invoices for blessings already received (<<That’s a fancy way of saying bills).  I have the opportunity to touch lives thru this blog and my coaching business.

There’s a part of me that wants more.

More travel. More excitement. More spontaneous adventure.  But guess where I get hung up? Money.

Then, in the Universe’s fantastic way – I had a conversation with a lovely friend who I’ve not talked to in a while.  She’s a kindred spirit.  And imagine that – she’s in a similar boat.  Happy, but not HAPPY. There’s more work to be done.   We decided to read a book and process it together (The Abundance Code).  I suggested we open it up, and she preferred to work one-on-one.

It dawned on me – and I confessed – that I wanted to do the group because if I didn’t do my work it was less noticeable.  I don’t want to be held accountable – if I don’t do something “right” – then I’m not good enough right?!

WRONG.

Where the rubber hits the road, fear is what holds us back from anything.  And fear is in our heads (unless you’re literally in danger of course).  I’m starting to define my fears, and call those suckers out. Because THAT is what is going to propel me the most.

A part of me is afraid of being seen, being vulnerable – being open for the judgement of others. But you know what?  That’s the only way I can help others. By sharing my experiences, encouraging myself (and therefore you) to honor the past, try something different, and make that life that when I stop and think about – is pretty damn good.

And guess who chooses whether your life is pretty damn good, or not?

You do.

As for handling the judgement of others, well, that one is going to take some practice. I’ll keep you posted.

I’d love to hear your Monday ponderings on time and fear – leave a comment – I read them all.

 


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