This morning, Marie Forleo posted a moving interview with Colleen Saidman along with a great blog post which posed the following question: If there’s one area of your body or life that would be well served by more presence, more attention, more love — what would it be?
Yeah. Can't answer that because everything in my life is in transition right now. Like seriously, not even kidding - EVERYTHING.
The chump is moving out this week. I'm facilitating an intimate women's workshop on June 19-20. I resigned from an 8-year job that I love to transfer to a WAY better opportunity on June 22. I am moving from in-town Atlanta up to the suburbs for my kids on July 6. And - I have a BIG love happening.
I read somewhere that in the cocoon, between caterpillar and butterfly, is goo. Just goo.
I'm in the goo.
It's not bad. It's big and full and - happening. It's just happening. So, I have a choice - belly up and float and let the rolling river just take me; or try to stand up in the rapids and be taken under.
So, here's what I'm doing to holistically take care of my awesomely gooey life:
I am praying and mediating every morning – including coconut oil pulling thank you very much.
I'm taking time to stop, snuggle and make eye contact with my kids.
I throw myself all the more into serving the women that I mentor. “The fruit of service is Peace.” ~ Mother Teresa
I am cradled in the Divine Wisdom of my 80 and 90 year old grandmothers. They tell me the Truth.
I move my body and sweat.
I'm on the NO train.
I'm not taking any shit.
I’m wearing my sacred True Desire Mala and I remind myself that my clarity is a beacon that helps Life find me— and sends me support. Life found me and I am, in fact, supported.
I chant my mantra: “Sacred, Nourished, Wildly Open, Ease”
I let myself lay broken on the floor sobbing when I need to sob. It cleanses me until it's time to release again.
If it doesn't feel good then I redirect. You CAN be in the goo and still feel good.
I am taking Epsom salt baths and listening to music that is nourishing to my soul - even if it's for 10 minutes before I go to bed.
I’m drinking lots of water and tea and trying to eat well – vegetarian diet and morning green juicing.
Okay, confession: I have been eating my feelings for the past three days and have consumed copious amounts of sugar in the form of cheap AND expensive chocolate and gluten free cookies. There, I said it. Now I can cut that shit out.
Colleen said, “Allow beauty and sadness to touch you. This is love, not fear.” I love that.
I am awake and in the goo and it's sad and it's beautiful. It’s breaking me open and touching me all over!
Five of my favorite things: 1: beautiful aesthetic – think Italian linen, French laundry tables, three dozen sunset shades of peonies. . . / 2: the smell of my children’s heads / 3: gastronomy – the art of badass food / 4: earl grey tea with milk and honey / 5 : the Mediterranean Sea