This has been a super tough few months for me.
Starting over, moving to a new place, honoring and releasing the past, healing and nurturing my sweet, gentle heart; all while trying to create a life for myself from scratch. A life I am proud of.
I’m finding the balance between loving myself unconditionally on the hard days, and reminding myself of my gifts on the days I am capable of more. I have come face-to-face with old wounds and new ones.
I’ve compared myself to others, I’ve doubted what I am capable of, I’ve questioned my purpose here. I’ve felt fear, grief, and anger. (Lots of anger.) Some days, I am the worst version of myself.
As I find myself with less to share publicly in this season, I will embrace and love that side of me too. The side of me that isn’t so boldly confident. The side of me that struggles with anxiety and people’s perception of me. The side of me that has so much fear that I become paralyzed and do nothing at all.
I have poured out from the depths of my soul for others my entire life and I am finally learning how to save some of that medicine for myself. Which is why I haven’t been writing, or posting, or creating, or sharing.
Yes, I am a manifestation of the Creator in form. Yes, my soul is part of the most beautiful and loving God.
But, I am also just a human. Just like everyone else. Trying to learn who I am by unlearning everything I thought I was.
I am feeling more settled and grounded. I am making friends. I am interviewing for an AMAZING job (it’s looking like I’ll get it! 🙌🏼). I’m spending time with my sweet sister and my adorable nephew. I laugh a lot. I share my heart and my feelings. I challenge people to meet me in a space vulnerability and honesty. I am fully aligned to the love and goodness of God.
Life is a beautiful dream.
I’m safe, warm, fed, loved and blessed beyond belief.
And I am eternally grateful.
Cheering for you,
I’d love to hear how you’re doing. Send me a email if you’re powering through a tough season as well. We’re all in this together
Thank you, Alicia for the kick in the pants I needed to start writing again! Love you!
If you have been following my writing for any length of time, you may recall me saying something along these lines:
If God is an ocean, your soul is a single droplet of water.
But your soul is a single droplet of that same ocean.
You soul, your life force, the thing that animates your human space suit you're wearing, that part of you, is actually God, Himself.
He is so infinitely creative, He wanted to experience human life 8 billion different ways.
And He made you, exactly as you are in, in all your human perfection and messiness, on purpose for that exact reason.
To experience life through you, and as you.
He doesn't live somewhere separate from you. He doesn't live in the sky or even in a house in your heart.
He is so intimately part of your/my/everyone's existence, and we are missing it.
He is the aspect of you that makes you magically you.
I think its becoming more common conversational knowledge that the whole point of the human thing is the love.
Love God, Love Yourself, Love Others.
God is only unconditional, pure and perfect love. He does not and can not exist in any other way.
(I say, anything/anyone that says otherwise has never actually met Him.)
By honoring the truth of who you are, who and why you were created, and aligning yourself to the love of God that is your soul, everything changes.
(And you can use a different word than God if you want. Source, Love, Universe, Light, Divine Feminine, Allah, whatever.
What we are talking about here can't be described by words anyway, so the word you use is irrelevant.)
Overtime, as you cultivate a mindset toward loving God, loving yourself and loving others, you start to see the beauty of God mingling, dancing, playing, laughing and loving between people.
You start to see Love in nature, trees, and animals.
You see Love in the people who have hurt you, you see Love in the hard circumstances of your life.
You just see Love everywhere. Because God is everywhere. He is every thing. And all he is, is love.
The human expression of God is the expression of unconditional love.
Unconditional love when someone doesn't deserve it. Unconditional love when things don't go your way.
Unconditional love when someone changes their mind. Unconditional love when you fucked up.
Unconditional love when you don't understand, or know the whole story or share the same beliefs.
Start practicing that, and I guarantee God will show up.
I am so, so grateful.
Cheering for you,
I am shifting my focus for 2019 and diving into more of my spiritual journey over the last year. I'll be talking more about God and consciousness and what I have learned and experienced and how I am trying to integrate the divinity of my soul into the humanness of my life.
Anyway, if you're not into that, then for sure, unsubscribe.
A pattern I have noticed in my life is that people fall in the love with best parts of me. And they do it quickly.
I can literally watch it happen.
And as long as I maintain the energy of the best parts of me then they maintain their love.
But the trouble with that is, I am not paper doll. I am not one-sided. There is a lot of depth and dimension to who I am.
But when I show the other sides of myself to people - the not so poised, pretty, excited sides, they fucking reject it.
And I find myself not wanting to post or write emails that reflect how I truly feel sometimes because of that pattern of my past.
Well, the only way to break a pattern is to act in the opposite way you have always acted in the events of your pattern, whatever that may be.
So, the truth is, for a while there, I felt like I was losing my damn mind.
I still feel very disoriented, and confused. I have no fucking idea what I am doing with myself, my life, or my future.
I feel very disconnected from my message and my purpose and why I am here.
Some days, I laugh a lot. And some days, I cry for no reason or for a thousand reasons.
I am not a jester here to entertain. I am sharing the depths of my heart so that hopefully other people won't feel alone in their suffering.
I just want to remind you that inside of the same day, it is absolutely possible for there to be deep sadness, belly laughs, breathtaking beauty, and snot bubbles.
New Year, New You is bullshit.
"New You" implies there is something wrong with you that needs fixing.
You are magically perfect. Exactly as you are.
You are so overwhelmingly loved on the days that you feel like the worst version of yourself and on the days that you are everyone's sunshine.
The only thing that has remained relentless in my life is the incredible intimacy I have with God.
And I know for damn sure if that is there, then I am good.
All these emotional weather patterns will come and go. All my questions will be answered in time.
Everything will make sense. I just have to seek the lessons with a humble heart. Hear the way He calls my name when I feel invisible. And never ever forget,
That I am perfect, even though I'm fucked up.
(Borrowed that line from a Kesha song, the woman is brilliant.)
And as long as I act from a place of love, I am never wrong.
I highly recommend getting your entire life turned upside down (for a second time.)
It helps you learn who you truly are.
And who I am is: LOVED, & strong AF.
Cheering for you,
2018 was the absolute best year of my life, without a doubt.
I got to see so much of this beautiful earth.
I got to experience myself in ways I had never before.
I felt the overwhelming love of God from people that know and support me, so many beautiful strangers that I passed on the streets, at the beach or on a plane, and from God, himself.
And as I sit here now in sunny, southern California, there is an obvious contrast to the way this year was supposed to end.
It certainly hasn't gone as planned.
But in the supposed to's and the should have's is the suffering.
As many people ask why I am back in the states, and what my plan is and blah, blah, blah, I am now at the crossroads of how I want to imprint this entire last year into my memory.
How you recall a certain situation is how you will remember it.
The story that you retell over and over to your family, friends, your dentist, or whoever, is how your experiences will stay in your mind for years to come. Even for the rest of your life.
I have a choice. How do I want to frame this?
I will forever look back on this year and every experience in it, as the most love-filled and joyful season of my life. (So far.)
I will remember this year as the pivot point when everything changed because I fell madly in love with myself.
I will remember this year as the most blessed and beautiful experience, ever.
I am overwhelmed with gratitude for the love and generosity I was shown. I am a better person because of it.
But if I only focus on what the end of this year was supposed to look like, then I'd miss all of that.
And I was there for a few days, trust me. Ya girl is not that mindful, yet. It's so perfectly human to get lost in the disappointments and hurts of life.
The goal is: just don't stay there.
Since I have a very nosey family and friends, and support system, (love 'em, but damn.) I realized how important it is for me to decide how I want to remember this year, this relationship, and all the experiences that have led me to this exact moment.
I am the creator of my reality after all.
So, I'll be over here focusing on all the beautiful things I felt/experienced/tasted this year. All the things I want more of.
Love, laughter, vulnerable tears, safe spaces, joyful hearts, kindness, gentleness, beauty.
Because any amount of those things is definitely worth a few tears from time to time.
Cheers to whatever's next. And since I create my life, I have a feeling it's going to be pretty amazing.
Sending you all the love and joy in the world.
Be so very blessed this Christmas.
Give someone you love a big squeeze.
I just read this cute little saying on the IG:
"Magic happens when you do not give up even though you want to. The Universe always falls in love with a stubborn heart."
Looks like me and the Universe are a match made in heaven.
I am not good at the whole "finish strong" thing.
I have had a couple super emotional days and I just didn't know what to write for my last #30daysofemails (really its #33daysofemails but whatever.)
And I still don't really know what to say.
I know I have said it a thousand times, but I am so grateful to all of you who read these and sent back love and encouragement.
I am so grateful to those of you that emailed me wanting to stay on my daily list.
This has been a tremendous learning opportunity for me.
Obviously the whole moving to another country thing but this email thing as well.
It has given me a chance to flush out some insecurities I have about my writing.
About what I think people do or do not want to hear.
And how I feel about people unsubscribing. How social media f's with your head and how I want to put myself out there. And so much more.
Thanks for being here.
As I mentioned before, I will go back to sending emails to this list one to four times a month-ish.
If you want to keep getting the daily ones, just send me a quick reply and say let's goo and I'll add you to the VIP. (Very Interesting and Personal)
Sending you all the love in the world.
Because at the end of the day, the only thing that matters, is love.
The three virtues that I aspire to live my life by are,
I believe that the secret key to everything in this human experience is contingent upon one's abilities to do those three things.
It has been my experience that the more open and available I am to pursuing/maintaining/balancing/nourishing those three channels, the more satisfied, content and joyful I am.
But the balance has to be equal. You can't focus on only one and neglect the others.
You can love God with all your heart and never once show that love to another human being.
You can love yourself so much that you forget about God and others. (Please note the emphasis between 'Yourself' and 'yourself'.)
You can love others so much that you sacrifice yourself at all costs.
The delicate and gentle balance of the three is key.
My rules of life:
1. If you operate from a place of love then you are never wrong.
And one might ask, "but what if you're wrong?"
2. See #1.
Love you. Thanks for reading. Tomorrow is the last day.
Cheering for you!
Send me a quick reply if you want to get on the new VIP daily list. Just say yaaassssss and I'll put you on it. ne email every day for the foreseeable future. Things about to get cray. :) (VIP = Very Interesting & Personal)
omggggg I am feelin' like myself again and it feels AMAZEBALLS.
So, according to my mother, multiple doctors and numerous tests on the internet, I have "depression".
According to me, I don't know what that means anymore. I am constantly challenging my "depression".
(Depression is subjective. It changes. And it's different for everyone. So, basically the concept of depression just describes normal human fluctuations of mood and energy states, exacberated by an excessive thinking mind.*)
*I'm not a doctor. Just a human.
Is it a chemical imbalance?
Is there something physiologically happening in the tissue of my brain that does the depression thing??
Have I believed that I have something called "depression" since I was a child and everything that happens in my brain is a result of that belief??
Or is it both? Or a fluctuating blend of the two?
Or am I a freaking chosen spirit in human form that is here to transcend the spiritual understanding of the modern world?! (As many tribes in Africa believe, of those gifted with what we refer to as, mental illness.)
I don't know. But what I do know is that whenever my particular flavor of "depression" shows up, I feel it.
And I can't ignore it or behave out of alignment with it.
I have had these episodes for as long as I can remember.
They usually go a bit like this:
Days, weeks, months on end of ridiculous positive, bubbly, joyful energy. Motivated, inspired, brilliant, excited. All the good things, yeah?
Then, days, or weeks sometimes (Thankfully, no longer months.) of heavy, lazy, resentful, annoyed, unmotivated, dark, gloominess.
And just as life goes, one day, I wake up and the clouds have cleared and I feel like myself again.
And it feels so damn good, man.
Carry on for an unpredictable amount of time and then do it all again.
It can be quite exhausting. For myself and anyone around me.
But this is the part of me that I have been condemning. This is the part I decided wasn't lovable.
And I am still working through dismantling that belief.
I am starting this intense endeavor of changing a deep-seated conditioned belief by recruiting the body to help me.
I have only really started paying close attention in the past few months of what it feels like to be me. (Like physical sensation, inside the body.)
And then, what it feels like when that feeling fluctuates.
It's a skill and it takes practice.
But I think it's changing my life. And I think it helps my argument against the depression diagnosis.
I think involving the body is brilliant. Because the body can't think it's way out of anything.
And apparently, my brain is well experienced in thinking it's way into or out of things.
Sometimes, I actually think myself into and out of the same thing.
Anyway, I feel so much better. Thank you for all the love.
Just a few days left! :)
Love you, mean it!
Cheering for you,
If you want to keep getting my daily emails after our #30daysofemails is over, then just send me a quick response letting me know you want to keep going on this crazy adventure with me.
It's kind of like a VIP list. Only the people who are really into my shit should be on it, ya know.
I'll be sharing way more personal stuff, way more cool spiritual stuff, way more depression/anxiety stuff and who freaking knows what else.
Just a few days left and the #30daysofemails is in the bag.
I can't believe it.
I went back and read the ones I wrote on the first few days of being here.
I am so freaking grateful I did this and I am grateful to all of you that continue to respond in love and encouragement.
This experience has been so much more than I was anticipating.
The reason I decided to do this was because I needed a jump start for my practice of writing every single day.
It has been time for me to start taking my craft more seriously. Ya know, if I actually want to be a writer.
(And write the books and screenplays and the comedy and the children's books and all the things I have been declaring (for years!) that I was going to write.)
So, thanks for giving me a space to practice.
What I have decided, that since I do lack a bit of discipline and follow-through(#truthhurts) I am going to keep going on these daily gems.
But don't worry - I am making a separate list for those ones.
This list will go back to one to four emails a month-ish, maybe, we'll see.
SO you have to sign up if you want to get on the new list.
You also have to know that its going to be weird and personal and intense. I have some ideas for how I am going to use it as a tool, but the disclaimer is there for the taking.
Anyway, only if you love my shit you should sign up, is what I am trying to say.
Just send me a quick reply and say you're so down.
Anyway, Freaking love you.
I have had some beautiful, unexplainable, surprising, pleasant shift in my energy and that feels magical.
Cheering for you!
The new list might just be my journey over the past several years of living in a super conservative Christian culture, battling deeply with depression and anxiety, the process of being unhealthily married and healthily divorced, learning of consciousness and having incredible Divine encounters, learning how to love myself and forgive everyone else and literally everything and anything in between, broken down into small, digestible chucks you can read while you have a morning pee.
Hahaha, and here I thought I was over here on a remote island in a shit storm all by myself.
But it seems like there are a lot of people I know going through their own stuff.
Maybe the moon is doing a thing or a planet is spinning backwards somewhere.
Or there is a black hole in the universe that is sucking up galaxies and shit.
Or maybe life is just freaking hard sometimes and we are all the same.
We are all one. We are all in this together.
Are you going through a thing?
What do you do when life gets weird or crazy or terrifying??
Sometimes I feel resentful of my "calling" to write/help/encourage other people.
Sometimes I can't even encourage my damn self, let alone the strangers on the internet.
Sometimes I question this "calling" altogether, and think to myself, "What an arrogant way to view yourself. Who do you think you are to believe that is your calling?"
Anyways, y'all. Australia is crazy. I highly recommend giving up everything you know, moving to another country - without the ability to work, remove any outward reflections of who you think you are, and then sit in that space for a little while. (Wide eyed emoji here, please and thank you.)
I trust that what's on the other side of this is f'ing beautiful.
Just gotta get there.
Cheering for you. And for me.
Lean into your people and let your people lean into you.
If you're struggling, then that means your alive. And that also means someone else in the world is struggling too, so the best thing you can do is just offer your heart to anyone that might need it.
Start with yourself.
Work outward from there.
Love you, mean it.
I only have 6 of these emails left, can you believe it?
I did skip yesterday, so there's that. Some might say that voids the whole #30daysofemails thing, but whatever.
I was being in the present moment. Enjoying every bit of this weekend, especially as the after shock of the transition began to soften.
I don't really know what I was expecting to occur when I got here.
I don't think I thought too much past getting on the plane, actually.
I certainly wasn't super prepared to come face-to-face with old belief systems, and deep-seated fears and insecurities.
I definitely didn't anticipate having to take such an honest look at myself... if I am being honest.
I am still digesting and processing the things I have learned. I am still hiding a bit and retracting into my safe space.
But I think that's ok. More than ok.
This idea came to me yesterday,
What if I lived my entire life as if I knew nothing and everyone else is right*.
I said this to myself:
"What if for a day, you just took the phrase, "I know" out of your vocabulary.
I know what is going to happen.
I know what that person is feeling/thinking.
I know the truth of creation and the Universe.
I know what I am doing.
What if you just decided that you in fact, actually have no idea. About anything. And everything is open and available for exploration.
Because if you know nothing, then anything is possible. "
And the second part of that, is that everyone is right*.
The * means thats everyone is right, in their own experience.
Their experience is probably different from yours, but they are right, from their perspective, just exactly as you are right from your perspective.
What if we looked at challenging relationships, political and religious discrepancies, lifestyle choices, cultural differences and really, just any and every interaction with another human, and remembered that each one of us has a lifetime of experiences that have culminated in each of our position/belief/ideas/reality/whatever.
You have yours, and I have mine.
They might be similar, they might be polar opposites. We are both right, because that was our experience.
Anyway, I dunno.
Just some food for thought. Chew on it and let me know what comes out the other end. ;)
It made sense to me, so I thought I'd share.
We did acro yoga in a beautiful park on Saturday with some lovely folks and that was a freaking blast.
Yesterday, we got some plants for the apartment and enjoyed the sunshine on the balcony. (Sorry to you guys with the snow. ;))
Life is a dream.
Sometimes, it's hard as shit, but even then, it is still a dream.