Four years ago I left my social work job to become a full-time entrepreneur. Though many cautioned against that decision, I knew it was what I needed to do. It was a heart pull; a pull that has led me to the most fulfilling work and lifestyle. However, the journey to get here wasn’t always easy and I know many people who read my blog are in the early stages of starting their own businesses or have businesses they are ready to grow, so I felt it would be helpful to share a few things that I wish I knew.
Read More*This post first appeared in 2018 but has since been edited.
The past few months have been months of radical transformation.
The things I could only dream last December are manifesting. It's surreal. Eerie, really. Especially as I sit here in the library I sat in often when life felt overwhelming... and I felt defeated in my mission.
If you've taken any of my more recent workshops I've spoken openly about how the end of 2017 was difficult on me. I had a vision for who I wanted to be and big plans for what this space might be, but gave my power away to fate and forgot my duty to co-create my reality. I understood the Law of Attraction... and even wrote a book on the theories of manifestation, but theory is just theory without application.
So I crashed and burned; physically, mentally, emotionally, financially.
In a very public way.
It was embarrassing, yet common for us Healers/Feelers/Empaths/Intuitive Beings.
Because we are so driven to create freedom based lives and fulfill our purpose that we abandon conventionality and dive headfirst into service, armed only with the theory of what it takes to create a happy reality... forgetting that success requires we face reality.
Where do I start? It’s been months! Two to be exact. And then a month between posts before that.
As someone with a bio that reads ‘I write for empaths’ I haven’t been doing my job. And for the first time I’ve been okay with that because my spirit knew I needed time inside my own heart.
I needed space to figure things out.
Because this work is hard.
And when you’re making moves in front of an audience it’s really easy to turn what you do into an art. A performance. And as lovely as it is to perform, I never want to be someone who puts on a show. I’m here to be real. I get nauseous if I can’t be myself.
So I stepped back to make sure the life I was building was a life that I want.
Sleep. A much needed escape for sensitive folk. A time to step out of our body and into our consciousness and clear whatever we may have accumulated over the day. I've never been much of a sleeper but these days I've taken the 'not much of a sleeper' to the extreme - staying up until 5am or later until finally dozing off. Here are a couple things I've come across incase you are also trying to catch a couple much needed zzzs.
Read More"The Diary of an Empath" has been taking up residence in my head for over three years. But when it came time to buy the domain and commit to it, I panicked. Labels are limiting and I hesitated at the thought of creating a space that would place people in a metaphorical box. I didn't want to proclaim that I knew everything about what it means to be an empath (because I don't) or suggest there was only one way of living that was right for people with empathetic tendencies.
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