It’s my passion to help others.

Especially women, to succeed in business and in so doing, I feel the need to share my truth with you, right now. It’s time to be completely visible as I’m Walking my Talk.

I’m getting divorced. It’s ok, it’s mutual and it’s long overdue.

However, that brings me to the realization that to support myself, two children (almost grown) and our three pets, my business in its current incarnation won’t sustain us financially.

Wow.  That’s hard to type.

I’m ridiculously good at what I do. I offer incredible value for the services that I provide – my follow through is beyond compare and I, almost always, become great friends with clients – because I truly do care about them and their struggles, their victories and everything in between.

So what happened?

Well, I have a theory.  I’ve not been living my truth.  About two years ago, I started to reclaim the things that meant a lot to me.   Music, gatherings, community, tribe.  As I incorporated each aspect into my daily life, the things that were out of whack became glaringly obvious. It became more and more painful to stay in a situation that didn’t scream truth.  And it started to scream even louder and made me so uncomfortable, that it was physically painful to stay stuck.

My body started to rebel.  I won’t give you the gory details, but I started to have digestive issues, I would break out in hives, I had headaches, eye pain, muscular issues, and more.  I have a friend and client who is a medical massage therapist and we started to barter services.  Every place she touched was so sore and twisted and we began to do some serious work to get my body into alignment.  This was no relaxing massage, it was hard work.  But a year or so later, I’m in much better alignment, able to do things I didn’t think I’d ever do again.

Again, as we did the body work, I was able to tell what the triggers were in my life that caused physical discomfort, due to emotional situations.  (Self awareness can be a bitch).

As things got better for me, my home situation got worse.  I’m not into blaming, or hatred, or wishing anyone else harm – let’s just say there’s enough blame to go around. But it became clear that I could no longer stay in this situation.  The idea of separate lives and roommate mentality just didn’t work for me.  I want more out of life.  I want everything out of life and I’m not going to settle for less.

So, where does that leave me?

Well, in kind of a scary place.  I’ll be getting job, at least temporarily. I won’t be giving up the business, I really believe that as I step out into my own, great, big life, I’ll be able to help others do the same. I believe, to my very core – that as we all create lives that are honest, true, and aligned with a greater purpose, shit will appear that seemed impossible and opportunities will present themselves.  We just need to keep walking the path to our truth.

At the beginning of this year, a Facebook friend wrote something about her own mantra this year and how it will be “Fuck, yeah or No”.  Nothing in between.  If something doesn’t scream, “Fuck, yeah!” at me, I’m not going to do it.  The same with people – and you should do this too.  You’re amazing.  If someone doesn’t agree with that, with a “Fuck, yeah” – don’t waste your time.  They’re not worthy of you.

This year is going to be huge.  Scary, volatile, big, beautiful, altering.  The term “baptism by fire”, keeps popping into my head (and coming out of my mouth, by the way) and that’s how I feel.  Let’s allow this to burn away all the bullshit and reveal the sparkling, new, tender flesh that’s just waiting to make its mark on the world.

You with me?

Let me get a Fuck, yeah!