Courage is being scared - but taking action anyway! Sometimes being scared is just a phase of conquering failure. Sometimes you just have to decide at that moment to show up and be yourself. Even if you're not really ready to have a moment. Let yourself because you can. Open yourself up to receiving something bigger than what you are and where you are. The scarier your dreams the more worthy they are of dreaming them; sometimes it's just too scary to realize we are a conduit of Divine Love. And in a form, the plan you start with is not the plan you will end with. It is not the first step that will pull you through the last. It is the intentions and desirability to show up in all your wounded glory. Because courage doesn't mean you're not scared. But what if fear was a lie?
I had the wildest experience this week. I set out to take new headshots. And I had some really cool awareness moments this week! Thanks to a multitude of consistent daily action, those shifts have come to stay and it has been so cool.
Getting to my photo shoot this week I was such a mess. But having acted as that “unstoppable bulletproof me”, I seriously saved myself! I crazy doubled my rate of failure in how much I could show up as me and expand my energy or use a clearing Q/S to settle the doubted thoughts that attempted to arise.
So the headshot story: I’d been listening to the eliminating judgement while you sleep and making money while you sleep recordings throughout my week. And all that morning when I had breaks, I even got in two expansions by replaying pilot season domination confidence & obsession recordings. By the time I was on my way, I was - of course - running a bit late. Yet I simply decided to trust the universe had my back today and that a little traffic wasn’t going to clog up my mind's energy when I desired it someplace else.
By the time I parked, almost ten minutes behind schedule, I carried my wardrobe and millions of bags around in circles before I remembered where the building was.
“Double your rate of failure” was all that could flash through my mind. When I finally got inside the main building I headed towards the elevator; only to see a sign that read “south elevator reserved for move”. So the stairs it was! As I hiked up the stairs I suddenly found myself panting (realizing the jiujitsu class I took the night before seriously prepped me for this unforeseen cardio in my day) - I started laughing hysterically with every step.
Making it to my photographer's studio - I decided to give in. Panting. It was obvious I hiked up 6 double flights of stairs on a humid Chicago afternoon. Announcing “the universe is trying to make me laugh”; we all had a good laugh. It definitely shifted in some peace.
It was in that moment and all the ones that followed that I allowed myself to settle in, to fall into harmony with these two souls who were here to guide me in coming back to magic. It was as if we were all old friends, somehow surely united in past lives. As if within those moments I began to write a new page to the symphony of my life. Within the present moment, all that matters is just that very first step. All that matters is now. It has been a sweet sweet reunion, with a higher connection to trust.
And all I can imagine for what lies ahead is: How does it get even better than this? What endless beauitful possiblities am I willing to be in allowance of? Anything that that brings up that wouldn't allow that or for me to show up as the oneness and wholeness that is me, I destroy - uncreate - and let, it, go.
Of course, you guys know me, so you understand I'm still scared shitless over here. Sometimes I let that fear slip through too much and I forget to be the calm relaxed me. I recently treated myself to a Netflix binge for the hard work I put into my headshots. And Sense 8 was the perfect match. We just have to remember that at the end of the day-- can we forgive ourselves for not being our truest selves? Just asking the divine source for a little love, my headshots were just sent over. Most of the time it takes over a week to get back. I mean holy cow do I feel loved. How does it get even better than this?
The universe is starting to hourly try to make me laugh. It's a great ab workout. So do it scared. Even if you take over six hundred million photos before you find a golden one. So what. At least you know you seriously doubled your rate of failure. How could you not believe you wer built for success?
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