A very dear friend told me yesterday that she “just couldn’t” with all my “abundance” posts.
I recognise that my own aversion to “abundance” (and “manifest your destiny”) posts comes from not really understanding it, not believing it to be a thing that is suited to me, finding it too woo-woo, too privileged, too naïve, too “omg just pray on it, it’s bound to come through”. I do. I had a similar aversion to mindfulness, years ago. Literally rolled my eyes so hard at someone talking about “just being in the present you know?” that I gave myself a migraine. And now? Now I adapt mindfulness for me. For how it works *for me*. I try as hard as possible to go to the gentle, to let the thoughts and worries and big scaries float on by. It doesn’t always work. I still want to stab some people in the eye, but I don’t. I breathe, first. I recognise *what* I want to do and try to figure out *why* I want to do it, and then focus on that. Rather than *how* to do it AND respect the 2m social distancing rule at the same time.
That being said? If you see me start posting about abundance or manifesting my own toenail regrowth, please feel free to come and stab me in both eyes. <3
I recognise that some of the stuff I’m saying in a more visible way online feels new and strange to people who knew me of old. I guess that’s what 4+ years of therapy, training in Neurolinguistic Programming, Transactional Analysis, life coaching, coming out as trans and being sober for 15 months in the middle of a pandemic will do for a bitch. I’m cool with it. I guess what I’m trying to say is … I am changing. Trying every way I can. I am changing, I’ll be better than I am. I’m trying to find a way to understand, but I need, I need your help... 🎶🎶🎶
And if you want help changing? You know where I am. I work with women and queer folk, mostly people on a journey with sobriety but not exclusively. I run two sober support groups and offer 1:1 coaching, in English et en français. There’s literally never a more perfect time than right now to start working on our shit.