Got Faith?

shutterstock_123836719For years, people have been telling me that a big part of generating abundance in life is having faith that the Universe is on your side, that all is happening as it should, and that all will arrive in its time.

Without a doubt, that’s true.

However, if you’re like me, you tend to worry a little– scratch that, a lot– that maybe things don’t actually work that way, and panic is a better option. (LOL.)

I’ve even been known to think that if I don’t worry, I won’t be prepared for what’s coming next.

A funny thing has happened to me over the last few months, however: I’ve stepped into a place of faith.

No, I don’t mean that in the religious sense.

I mean it in the sense of trusting that “all is working out for the best.”

I mean it in the sense of having patience that all I want is on its way to me.

I mean it in the sense that I can actually, to a really substantial degree, let go of worry.

So how did I get here?


Become the Conqueror of Your Own Life

empire_0The last few weeks have been a time of great transition in my own life and the lives of many of my clients.

In the last week alone, I had a long-time working relationship unexpectedly come to an end, my family began preparing to move, my daughter turned three, and my family faced a number of personal challenges at home.

There are times when everything seems up in the air, in crisis, and demanding of our attention, and this is one of them.

My process for dealing with this past week has involved some tears, a fair amount of wine, and a bit of zoning out in front of the TV– including and especially the new TV show Empire– before beginning to ground myself in the tenets by which I live my life.

But before I get to those, a little interlude on Empire.

In a recent episode, one of the sons who is an heir to the show’s music dynasty came out of the closet, after a huge amount of conflict with his father.

As a way of recovering and honoring that moment, he then recorded a beautiful duet with another artist about what it takes to overcome adversity and rise.

It was a powerful moment that left me in tears the first time I saw it, and the song that has been on replay non-stop on my iPhone ever since.

The title of that song? Conqueror.

And as you’ll note below, I’m embedding the clip of that moment in today’s post as a powerful testament to what it takes to rise in the face of failure, and continue onward in the face of change.

Through my own recent transitions, the song has inspired me to ask of myself and of others in recent days:

What does it mean to be the Conqueror of your own life?

Here’s what it means to me.


Are You Willing?

shutterstock_165171191In the past couple of weeks, I’ve been confronted quite a bit by the discomfort of change.

I’m not talking bad change. I’m talking good change.

Change toward more security, more comfort, more income, more ease. Change directly toward a vision of what I want my life to be.

You’d think that I’d be overjoyed and completely open to this shift, right?

You’d be wrong.


I Quit

shutterstock_171747974Yep, you read that headline right, though it might not mean exactly what you think.

And I’ll warn you in advance: this post is something of a manifesto. Stay with me, because it gets good.

Let me explain.

Lately, I’ve been suffering a lot– and I mean A LOT– with the sense that what I do, have, and earn is never enough. Maybe this is familiar to you. Maybe you’ve been there too.

The mantras in my head have gone like this:

I never make enough money. I never have enough time. I am never as far ahead of the game as other people in my field. I am never, never good enough at what I do for my own incredibly high, self-inflicted standards of performance (hello, Type-A). I am never enough for my family, in part because I am never there, because I am always working too hard, because I am never working hard enough to get to where I want to go. I am never enough for my friends, because I never see them, because I am never enough at work. My entire life is never enough. Never, never, never enough.

In other words, I– yes, me, I am saying this out loud– have been telling myself that I– yes, me, the person who should know better– am never enough.

I have been telling myself, on a relentless non-stop feed, that I am never enough.

It’s not pretty, but it’s the truth.

Maybe this is familiar to you, too.

I began to think about this issue in detail a few weeks ago, and to do some work to try to shift it, but I wasn’t having much luck. Somewhere, I had a vague sense that it had something to do with my interactions on social media, but I wasn’t sure exactly how.

What I did know, though, was that social media wasn’t helping. Every day on social media, I saw entrepreneurs, coaches and pretty much everyone in the self-improvement field pretending– you read that right, too– that they had it all figured out. Secretly, over time, I’d come to hate many of them, or roll my eyes at their posts, or worry about the impact they were having on their readers.

And yet, despite the fact that I knew that their lives were carefully curated online and their reporting of their experiences was extremely limited in the context of what was REALLY going on for many of them (trust me, I know some gory details), I nonetheless allowed myself to become ragingly green with envy over what I saw of their lives through this lens.