Stop Lying To Yourself

You KNOW what’s holding you back. You KNOW what you’re letting stand in your way. You KNOW where you’ve been giving your power for who knows how long.

It’s just that you’re not willing to admit it to yourself.

Not yet willing to do the hard thing of facing into the fire and dealing with what needs to be dealt with, or walking away from what needs to be walked away from. Not yet willing to give yourself full permission to forgive what has been and do and become what you know is meant to be.

You’ve been hiding. Playing small. Dimming your light. Pretending like you’re not really who you know you actually are.

And the funny thing is, deep down, you also know you have what it takes.

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Do What You Know You’re Meant To Do Or Suffer The Consequences

For almost 15 years of my life, I tried to make a habit of writing fiction every day. Fiction writing is not only something I love to do, it’s something I know I’m meant to do.

But it was a habit I avoided like Covid (too soon?)

I tried so hard to do it every day, but somehow, everything else just became more important and more of a priority. This happened over and over again.

Until the day I finally got it. Like fully got it.

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You Can Get Where You Want To Go From Wherever You Are Right Now

Last year at this time, I was getting clearer on the realization that it was time to put an end to my previous business. I’d been doing it for almost a decade and I was burned out, over it, and finally ready to do what my soul was calling me to do.

I had been a writing coach and book editor for most of my business. It was what people knew me for. It was what I had made most of my income from.

But in my heart of hearts, I knew it wasn’t right for me.

There was a time when it actually was right for me and where it served me to do it. But that time had long passed.

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There’s No Way Something That Tiny and Cute Could Be Evil

Twelve years ago tomorrow is the anniversary of me going all-in on overcoming one of my biggest life-long fears.

But first, a little backstory.

When I was four years old, my then-two-year-old brother got bit by a very large dog. It tore into the side of his face, causing him to need multiple stitches and a whole lot of healing. He still has the scars to this day.

I watched this entire event happen right in front of my eyes from the safety of a hill across the way from where the dog was. The hill I attempted to get my brother to come hide with me behind, but he refused to listen.

He insisted on going over to pet the dog.

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