Life is a fickle thing. It’s capricious and unpredictable by nature, and it can sometimes go away without giving the slightest warning. When this happens, it can feel like a gut punch that robs you of the precious breath and tranquillity that sustains your life, throwing you into a spiral of confusion and suffering, making you a prisoner of your sorrow.
This week, we want to talk about living a life waiting for the next milestone instead of experiencing the beauty of the present is a prison of our own making.
This week, we want to talk about having healthy alone time and making amends with the quorum of our minds.
This week, we want to talk about showing up, roller coasters, and why I needed to remind myself I am having a human experience.
This week, we want to talk about how we carry ourselves, what it might be communicating about us, and why you should consider carrying yourself with care.
This week I want to share another short piece with you. It is a little reflection that I wrote recently about my struggles with moving on and the remnants that haunt me. I think it might resonate with some of you struggling with loss, change, and moving on. I hope you enjoy it.
This week, we want to talk about loss, control, and why our desire for safety is probably robbing us from experiencing joy in the present.
This week, we want to talk briefly about craving happiness and success and how the market is tricking us into feeling incomplete and broken to sell us stuff the promise to make us whole.
This week, we want to discuss why going for a regular run might be the secret sauce for success and why you should pursue a life where you’re running out of limits.