A journey towards freedom, authenticity and living a fulfilled life.
We all have something to share, no matter how small. We all have something to give to someone, but like a love letter, the nature of soul work feels so personal, it’s so close to our hearts that sharing it can feel utterly vulnerable.
It seemed as though we had a few options: We could park the whole business till next season and hope we had enough savings to carry us through, we could build out a Schoolie, live in the bus and travel, minimizing our expenses and shrinking down as small as we could or we could put on our grown up pants and try with everything we had to build an ecommerce business with all the merchandise we had just purchased.
I needed to feel some peace after stirring inside all night about the condition of our country, our politics and all the fear, hatred and division going on around me.
Fear seemed to have gotten the best of me lately because I have resorted to yelling and arguing with people I consider close friends, defending what I believe to be right, just and fair for our country.
I discovered labradorite is the stone of transformation. This stone is a companion stone when you’re in the midst of a huge change. It’s a stone to support you during a time in your life when you say, enough is enough, I’m ready to do something different. That’s when this stone becomes very valuable to you.
Have you had this kind of conversation with yourself before? The one that scares you because you know the difference between quitting and winning comes down to a moment’s decision. You see how tired you already are, but you know you are nowhere near the end, and you worry all your work could be for nothing. You start to get caught in the “what if” scenarios of your life and find your mind spiraling down to where a shopping cart and some cardboard boxes under a bridge are your new living quarters. I know this fear well.
I had been fantasizing about living in another country for a year and took my job dissatisfaction as a cue to take action towards my fantasy.
I stared at all the containers on the counter and realized this was a reflection of what I’m tolerating in my life. I started asking myself, why do I keep things around when they no longer serve me, and why am I afraid to throw things out? The fridge became a perfect reflection of my life, it showed me why I am exactly where I am.
I either have to get a job, and work for someone else's dreams, or I have to turn my life around and create mine.