05/27/2022
I’m not ok.
And that’s ok.
So many things within and without.
I had a conversation this week that was stirring.
By the end of the conversation, I felt gutted. Family is complicated. It can be toxic even when love is present.
I’ve cried and I hate crying.
Ugly cried.
I allowed my heart to break once again…
I took up space. I asked for help and loving witness.
I stopped doing and just allowed myself to be with the shattering.
I was able to allow grief and life, love and deep sadness.
And in the breaking…
A massive download that will support thriving in the black community came through đź–¤
I’ve stepped up into a another level of self leadership.
I’ve embraced asking for help and hiring support for the areas I’m not proficient in (I.e freaking project manager and systems strategist Amalie Shaffer is the GOAT and I’m so grateful for her love, support, and genius.
I’ve fallen in love with sending my mostly weekly love 💗 note.
The next book that is wanting to be birthed has come through so clearly that it brought me to tears. It’s going to support so many people on their healing journey.
And still, the pain my body is in feels unbearable. I have a random tooth ache. I know my nervous system is simply finding its way. I’m giving it as much support as I can and still…
One day, one moment, one breath at a time.
Trusting the waves of the ocean are only part of the whole…
If you’re riding a wave in this season,
Float, rest, allow yourself to be supported.
No matter if you’re focused on staying alive or coming alive, please know what two things can be true at the same time.
It’s possible to be shattered and still trust that this too shall pass, integrate, and one day it won’t hurt this badly.
Drop a 💖 if you can relate and I invite you to share anything that’s supporting you on your journey or if you need a prayer you can drop that too.
Life can be hard but not as hard when we do it together đź«‚