Just as I was starting to resurface from a 1st trimester that had me glued to my bed, barfing, crying, surrendering to the screeching halt this surprise pregnancy demanded of me… kicking off 5+ months of living in the hospital, 5 more months of collicky twin sleep deprivation that had me surfing the edge of my sanity, while raising a toddler and nurturing my marriage and navigating some big personal happenings and running 2 businesses.
My grandma always says “God only gives you as much as you can handle” … last year I kept thinking God must have me mixed up with someone else. Now I know this was always what I was made for.
The Phoenix Rising… again.
I’ve never felt more lost and more found all at once, last year.
Lost in the instability and challenge and change and illumination of where my ego was gripping onto circumstances and identities for a perceived sense of safety…
Found in my Power to Choose who I would Be, how I would meet every moment, what I would create of It All.
Where many would fold, quit, surrender, play small… with valid AF excuse to do so… I doubled down on sovereignty, humbled myself, worked my ass off while running on fumes, prioritized my babies and family first without fail, got more specific and strategic and potent and focused in biz, chose to rise above short term comfort and excuses and stand for the bigger vision I saw.
I discovered what I was made of. By choosing who I would Be. And standing for nothing less than that, even when people around me told me to relax and rest and be easy on myself.
Because easy has never been my goal…
Ease has.
And sometimes you have to walk through fires with your head held high, laughter roaring in your belly, tears falling down your cheeks, choosing Ease with all emotion
Warrior turned all the way up
Worrier turned all the way down
Embodying The Alchemist, The Visionary, The One Who…
Brings her dreams to life. No matter what.
Leading the way for my daughters…
For my ancestors…
For all the other women watching and wondering how 🪞
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