2017 & finding my words again

2017 is here, 2016 fades, and I’m learning to find my words again.

For me, 2016 still lingers, like a bad smell that won’t quit.  A reminder of the epic lessons thrown at me.  The relentless pummeling, like being dumped in a massive surf break that appears as endless as an Australian Summer.

Last year was a massive year of endings, lessons, transformations, challenges & every other color in between that.  I was forced to let go of anything and everything I knew to be true, AND, any form of external safety or security I had created.

I found myself living in Bali for the full duration, with a brief trip to Australia for a visa run.  Other than that, it was life in a Silent Retreat for 8.5 months, followed by life in Ubud, Bali.

In hindsight now, I can see that I simply needed to make the decision to be here, rather than leave decisions to the wind and magically hope that Bali would simply provide everything I could need.  But hindsights are always that aren’t they, seeing life clearly once you’ve been on the rollercoaster ride of life adventure.

It was scary being here.  Scary in the not knowing, it still is.  Of surrendering to the fact that we are not control.  I struggle with this dance.  Of choosing a direction and trusting that I will be supported in it.  I think I am still holding the scars from the last time I trusted this process.  Leaving Australia for Canada, and then leaving Canada for New Zealand.  I’m smart ya know – I do understand that life is about experiences – adventure.  Successes and Failures.  But today I acknowledge *yet again* the pain of hurt in my heart from something that ended so abruptly.

So I struggle to choose something and trust.  Hence the non choosing of my life here in Bali.  To just wander and drift and hope that life would show up for me.  And it has, I have constantly been provided for.  Amazing friends & family who have provided accommodation, food & listening loving ears whenever I have needed.

But this way of living has invited a sense of hopelessness, a mistrust within myself that I didn’t hold the power to make anything happen, that I was at the complete mercy of life to carry me where I needed to go.  Even today I still feel like this.  Just having finished a conversation with a new friend in a coffee shop, I still feel powerless to life.

I know no one knows where they are going, but I for one feel like I’m leading the party on the mission to no where.  Sometimes I feel like I have it right, and everyone else has it wrong.  Because we aren’t going anywhere, we are only here. Right here, right now.  In fact to think we are going anywhere else but here is laughable!

“Want to make god laugh?  Tell him your plans.”

But my lesson of the year, is one of trust & co-creation.  Of working with the law of attraction to make the desirable occur.  I want a home.  I have to choose a home. Sounds basic right?  Yes.  But I’ve lacked the fundamental self belief that I am worthy of anything, so therefore chose to not choose anything.  And because I chose nothing, then nothing showed up, despite me wanting stuff.  I was in-congruent with my core belief – “I’m not worthy.”  So keep attracting more of not being worthy.  Ouch!

I’m on the final straight of this doozy of a lesson.  I am SO done with believing I am not enough, it serves NO ONE!

Yes – I have chosen that I want a home & am actively searching.  It is taking it’s sweet time for sure, but I’m putting it down to the right one making it’s way to me.  I am receiving messages that this lesson is near completion, that I have done the work, and that now it’s about letting go and allowing the final completion to occur with gratitude for all it’s wonder and juiciness.

I gave thanks to my dear Sista – Samaya last night, she has opened up her home to me & has made me feel nothing but welcome.  I said to her, if this is the final hurrah of this lesson, I’ve been given such a wonderful opportunity by sharing such quality time with her.

Forgive my writing, but I’m still finding my writing pants – I think I have lost them from the constant bed hopping that I’ve been participating in.  Writing feels like I am swimming in an alphabet stew and cannot connect the correct letters, let alone words, to put together.  I used to find writing & blogging so easy – but currently it’s like trying to swim to the surface after being pummeled by those said waves in the beginning.

2017 finding my words again

This is an Osho card reading I gave myself last night.  Depicting the situation at hand.
1 – The Issue – Consciousness
2 – What I’m present to internally – Innocence
3 – What needs to happen externally – Letting Go
4 – What is currently happening – Transformation
5 – The Outcome – Completion

3 of these cards being Major Arcana Cards – representing BIG lessons at play.

living in Bali | facing myself

This living in Bali business really invites facing myself in a brutally honest way.
It has to be one of my most challenging rides to date.  I think I consider leaving Bali almost daily.

It feels like the mask that once so craftily created, to hide an insecurity, is slowly peeled back or being dissolved.  I am coming face to face with emotions real.  Connected to old embedded thoughts that remind me of the young girl I once knew so well.  The hopeless teenager who felt so down on herself she cried everyday after school.  The young girl who was so self conscious she accepted that boys were attracted to her friends and not her.  As her friends attended parties with said boys, it hurt her to not be invited, yet she never said a word.

These fundamental years shaped me.  They set the tone, my blueprint for what I believe of myself.

Of course ADULT HEIDI understands better these days.  But the reality is that she doesn’t always run the show.  My self worth is in review at the present moment, and Adult Heidi has stepped to the side, holding space for this younger self to be seen.  It ain’t comfortable.  It’s not particularly enjoyable.  But it’s real.  It takes courage to meet yourself with your wounds exposed.  But here I am.  I am here because I want something different for myself.  I don’t want to under value myself anymore.

I want to truly experience the Woman I want to be in the world.  I don’t want to feel an achy heart for something I long for.  I want to vibrate at such a frequency and know I already have love.  I don’t want to feel a sense of unworthiness or shame at the thought of supporting others through their dark moments and personal journey.  I don’t want to feel like my contribution in the world doesn’t matter or isn’t worth a worthy exchange that allows me to enjoy the fruits of life.  I want to feel that I know I HAVE these.  That I don’t feel a lack.  A yearning.  A wanting.  I want to feel the sense of satisfaction that is available from having made a difference.

I know to well the heart ache of our planet and its people right now and I don’t know where to start?  I really don’t. This image conjures – me yelling at others “pick up your trash”, like a teacher on duty during interval at school.

Peoples naivety hurts my heart!  Why can they not see?  Not understand the results of their actions?  Their in-actions?!  Where do I start?  How do I matter AND live an enjoyable life meeting my needs?  From here, where to?

The solution from my mind is not clear.  I don’t think I can pull myself out of, something my mind created.  The false lies.  My false sense of self (worth).  This is not who I am.  It is a tee-taw established during childhood, one I believed.  They are merely thoughts.  The only way through is to face myself.

SELF DIAGNOSED PRESCRIPTION

What can one do with a thought?  One can change it.
What invested interest do I have in believing I am not worthy?  I have NONE!
This false belief does NOT serve ME!
It doesn’t make me happy!
It doesn’t allow me to thrive!
It makes me feel shit.
So, why do I hold onto it?  Because it’s all I’ve known.
Am I ready to let it go?  YES!!
And so, what is its replacement?

I AM LOVED…

facing myself

 

Soul-Full Sundays Interview

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In a forum recently, the lovely Carrie, of carriehensley.com asked for volunteers for her popular Sunday Soul-Full Series.

I put my hand up at the opportunity to share my message…

Read the post here.

 

 

 

 

 

Choosing a life with 0% alcohol in the name of GREATNESS

 

Drugs and Alcohol.

Most people in todays’ day are familiar with them and are likely to have tried either/or, or both.

Since my teenage years I have known alcohol only to well.

I was raised in New Zealand.  A small country where it is seen as ‘normal’ to have alcohol as part of your lifestyle.  It was not at all uncommon to have a fully stocked beer fridge at all times, just in case that impromptu guest happened to drop by, and to seal the evening with a couple of bevies.  Steve, Mums partner during the time of my childhood even made home brew – so the house was never short of alcohol.

All occasions consisted of the family gathering at someones home, bringing along their share of cans for the day or evening.  It was normal.  Like food is for survival.  Alcohol is for socializing.

Like the lives of most typical teenagers – there in consists of announcements of house parties most weekends. Alcohol is a very prominent part of a party – and so like adults, like children, you take your desired beverage for consumption to said school house party.

I always felt pretty lucky, as Mum would always purchase my alcohol for me despite being under age.  A lot of friends had to ask older kids with fake I.Ds to buy theirs.

Fast forward some 23 years later why am I bringing this discussion up?

As I review my 23 years of consuming alcohol, I have reflected on why.  Why do/did I drink this stuff that makes me feel foggy headed, and crap the next day, if not subsequent days.

During my London days I could drink until the wee hours of the morning, and get up the next day to continue the game again.  Good ole 2o’s!

It’s only now sitting on the other side of this time, having learnt invaluable life lessons that I can completely understand why I did it.

In my understanding – Alcohol is a form of escapism.  Of not accepting parts of ourselves we want to happily keep hidden.  Alcohol allows us to feel more socially accepted, allows us to escape our anxiety, or awkwardness and insecurities.  As soon as we have a few drinks, we can feel more relaxed, unwind and at ease with the world around us.

Alcohol can sometimes allow us to be the person we really wish we could be, by eliminating our inhibitions.  But allowing us to open up.  Say the things we wish we could say when we’re sober.  Be funny.  Be bold.  Be uninhibited.  It is a drink of courage that makes us feel more powerful and successful, more self accepting.  That is until it wears off and reality settles in again.

I experienced all of this.  I would drink to excess.  I did not like myself, and was hiding from this pain.

Sometimes I would have two on the go at one time.  We used to have a rule that you couldn’t be double parked, and if you were, it was an automatic cause to skull one of your drinks.

2001 – I arrived in Sydney, Australia after my 2.5 years as a backpacker through London & Europe.  I was known as Heidi – the mullet party girl backpacker.  I was fortunate to land on my feet when I arrived in Aussie.  One of my London buddies, lived in a massive heritage listed house in North Sydney.  There was plenty of room for me in her lounge to stay, until I figured out my next move.

One night, all 4 flatmates of the house, including myself and some friends partook in a weekly ‘Doohat Dinner’.  We gathered and shared a meal and drinks together.  One of the flatmates Jaysin and I, were going drink for drink with each other.  He was making mine, and without a doubt was stitching me up.  I’m sure he was making mine half vodka, half mixer!  After dinner we decided to go out to a local bar down the road.  I remember stumbling down the road, the night air making me more drunk each step I took.  My head was spinning, yet I was determined to charge on.  I had a persona to uphold.  I believe I made it to the entrance of the bar, but struggled to hold myself up.  Nicola – another flatmate – thought it best I turn around and head on back home, so took it upon herself to walk me.  She put me to my bed in the lounge, with a bucket in hand, and wished me goodnight.  I remember that bucket became a valued companion that night.  This is one story of many.

Alcohol dulls our senses and gives us a false sense of ourselves.  It diminishes our bodies ability to process thoughts and energy.  It puts us in a lower state of vibration and invites in lower vibrating energies.  Negativity, Paranoia, Anger, Frustration to name a few.

As I continue along my spiritual journey of consciousness expansion, the more I become a sensitive – energetic being, and the more I do not resonate with drugs & alcohol.  I feel these toxins in other people, and when I partake in a drink or two – I feel a diminished vibrancy, expansion & aliveness.

Up until this morning, I have been somewhat happy to drink the odd drink here and there, and accept that this is normal.  Well, normal in the sense that if I do it, I will fit it.  If I don’t, then what??

Today I’m making the decision to cross into the ‘then what’ space.

I acknowledge that I no longer need alcohol in my life.  I am no longer hiding from who I am.  I do not need it to feel comfortable with myself.  I do not need it to have a good time.  I certainly do not need it to fit in.  I have decided to eliminate alcohol from my life.  And it’s not that I’m a big drinker anyway, so this doesn’t feel like a big thing.  It’s just that I am recognizing that I do not want this in my life anymore.  I am giving myself permission to own my power, vibrancy, aliveness in its wholeness!

I am choosing to feel good.  All the time.   I do the work.  I derseve to give this to myself.  I take personal responsibility for my health and wellbeing.  I do not want lower vibrating energies feeding off me.

Anxiety, depression, negativity are lower vibing qualities that don’t support striving towards a place of greatness in my life.

I am currently feeling unsatisfied in my life and I am the only person who can choose to change this.  I want AMAZING for my life!  I want to awake, feeling excited and in wonder & awe of life.  Not to know it, but to feel it. Every god darn day!

Feeling good is a choice, one that we all have.  We can all take steps, baby if need to be, eliminate negativity and lower vibing from around us.

I had this conversation with Neil this morning.  I told him that I have the power to choose what I want, and want I don’t want.  I told him that I don’t want drugs and alcohol in my life.  This invites him to choose what he wants.  If he chooses drugs and alcohol – he looses me.  Its as simple as that.  The choices we need to make might not be pretty – but this is why it takes courage to create the life we want to live!

In the home today it is a blurry state of acceptance and sorrydom as the haze of hangoverness sleeps.  The words have been spoken, and are awaiting rest.  The next few days will show the results of change, and what will unfold.

I eagerly await the rise of the new, from the old.

 

my alcohol free life

What if I’m me? No one will like me…

My reflections this morning on my self created belief that if I’m being me, no one will like me…

If you follow this one step, you’ll have motivation to exercise for LIFE

I don’t like to tell you, the reader, how to live your life.finding motivation to train

Do this, or do that, and you will get xyz.

There are enough ‘GURUs’ and blog sites out there, that will tell you your ‘5 Steps to your dream life’ or ’10 steps to a healthier you’.

Your task, if you choose to accept, is to find your own personal key, so that you can connect to your internal life manual and;

PERSONALLY ANSWER EVERY QUESTION YOU HAVE EVER ASKED!

Back in the day, I operated my life – pretty disconnected from my body, which is kinda funny considering I was worked as a Personal Trainer.

I was head down, bum up, and heading full speed in which ever direction I was facing.

I got shit done, but there was not a lot of balance within the rest of my life.

I thought I was in control, but turns out, I controlled my external life, as a means to feel in control, of an internal world that I was totally out of control with.

My thoughts about myself and food were my main two culprits.
– How I felt about myself.
– How I felt about myself when I ate.

As these thoughts were always forefront, there was often not much room for anything else.

These thoughts drove my life.  How I felt about myself, dictated the amount of exercise I’d do.  How I’d eat, dictated how I felt about myself, and how I controlled or binged.  If I binged, then I had to balance that activity out with more exercise, and so, I was trapped in this cycle that was relentless.

At the time, I thought this was completely normal.  I fit into the Personal Trainer mold, who cared overtly about what she ate, and how she exercised.  I even competed in a Womens Body Building Competition which was the perfect hideout for all of my inner demons to work their magic.  I found preparing for the competition easy in a sense, as I operated from my mind and my behaviors, I wasn’t at all connected to how I actually felt about things.

The relentless exercising and strict eating = I didn’t feel it.
Who I was being in relation to my partner = no idea.
When I injured my shoulder = barely skipped a beat.

Though I’ve noticed this way of being, this type of behavior, has come to be modus operandom or ‘normal’ for a great many people today.

Whether it is a body building competition, or copying the habits of your latest Instagram fitness Guru/s, we live in a world where we have become SO focused on our external environments as a means to making us feel good!

But underneath it all.  The thoughts, food & rigorous exercising, what is really going on?

Often at the core, there is a the lonely, sad, deep need of ours for love and acknowledgement.

It might look different, or slightly similar per individual.

This is the part that drives us.  That drives our need to eat a certain way, to follow a particular exercise trend.

We believe that if we look a certain way, then we’ll be accepted, and we will be loved.  Well, this was my story – the one that was my pilot to my vehicle.

This pilot (inner self), within our vehicle, (body), is what is driving our habits and ways of living.

What we want in life, is dictated by this inner self.

After my competition, I had worked SO hard towards that goal, that slowly as the weeks unfolded, I lost focus.  Of course I was still attentive to my physic, however I no longer had that finish line to strive for.

I slowly kept up with my training, but something deep within me was stirring.

It sat deep within my belly, I put it down to the amount of bread & junk food I was now giving myself permission to consume post competition.  I continued on with my workouts and 80:20 strict eating

A heaviness was growing within me.

Back then I was oblivious to my inner world, and so the ‘strength’ I knew, was to keep pushing through.

I pushed with my workouts.  I pushed with my work.  I pushed with current clients.  I pushed hard in every area of my life.

One by one, my clients began to let go of my services.

My income started to dwindle.

No matter how I tried to conjure up more sessions, it seemed nothing was working for me.

My business partner called a meeting to invite my separation from co-ownership, as she was witnessing my struggle.

I was putting on weight from my increased binges & lack of drive to balance it with intense exercise.

My motivation started waning.

My external world was crumbing and falling apart as I knew it.

And I too was falling apart on the inside, like the World Trade Centre.

I had no idea what was happening to me.

My self esteem was deflating.

I was lost and suffering.

It was somewhere around here, that I begun to regularly meditate.

I had meditated previously, but didn’t have what you would call a regular practice.

Step by step, I began to connect in with my inner world.  My inner self.  My pilot.

She was like a long lost part of me that I had cast aside in a cupboard and thrown away the key.

One can imagine how someone who had been in a cupboard may feel.

She had created the breaking down of my external environment to get my attention to come within to myself.

I now needed to build my relationship with her, and re-create a life that included her in it, not separate to.

My story continues on and on from here…

 

“A life lived in disconnection from our inner selves, is one that does not include our whole essence.  Is one that misses a deep resonance with life & its meaning.  To live and not feel our darkest lows and our highest highs escapes the wonder and magnificence that is being human. Being out of alignment with our inner world, skips wonderous magic that curves the tapestry of our lives… A life without moments of being, is not a life lived at all.  To miss the magic that is our essence, and arrive at the end, is a very very unfortunate realization to wake up too.

I invite the wonder in you, to rise up and challenge the wonder in all of humanity.  Give space to your truth, dive deep, and hold still the rich vastness that is you.  Breathe in your magic and unlock the gates of mystery.  Peace & Love are within us all.  The time is now to rise and uprise”.

 

There are literally THOUSANDS of Meditations on the internet at this wonderful time in our lives.  Why not head over to YouTube and search for one you like.  As a suggestion, try an Inner Child meditation, to support in your connection with him or her.   Here’s a few by one of my favorites, Louise Hay to get you started.

Should you need support in working with your connection to your Inner Child, and anything that arises, please feel free to reach out to me.
I am currently available for One on One sessions.

Heidi
Phone: +1 778-679-6727
Skype: heidi.firth

$$$ This simple shift will change your money perspective FOREVER $$$

What is your relationship with money, abundance?

Mine hasn’t always been what it is today.

I grew up in a house where the belief, “bloody kids, money doesn’t grow on trees!” was the regular education.

Today things, (my beliefs), and my life are much different.

Today I share ONE simple shift that is absolutely POSSIBLE for you, that will change your perspective around money, FOREVER!

 

Poo, farts & gluten intolerance…

poo, farts & gluten intolerance
What does yours look like?

Poo, farts & Gluten Intolerance…

Do you have issues with any of these;
+ Dealing with any of the line up in the image to your right
+ Feeling uncomfortable tension inside your gut & intestines – giving you that constant sense of bloat
+ Being that person at dinners out who has to ensure there is no Gluten in any of the dishes.

Does your stomach bloat at the very smell of bread?

Are you all to familiar with any or all of the above?

Does your poop look like any of the images except Number 7?

Well, I’m here to say, that it doesn’t need to be this way!  No-siree-bob!

I’ve been there, done that.  And I’m out on the other end, living with Number 7 once to twice a day, and life feels great!

Obviously it wasn’t always this way, otherwise this blog post wouldn’t exist.

It took me a good 1.5 years to transform what needed to shift in order to align to my path of power.

So I want to yell from the rooftops, that you can do it too!

It all started with diet eliminations.  The first being when I removed all forms of processed foods, sugars, carbohydrates from my diet in preparation for my first Womens Figure Body Building Competition.

This opened up a whole world of awareness for me.  How food affected my energy, well-being and my gut.  I learnt very quickly that eating bread for me at the time, made me sluggish, bloated & totally uncomfortable.

I put myself on a Gluten Intolerant diet, and that was that.  I must’ve followed that for 4 years, not thinking anything of it.  As Gluten free diets are ‘normal’ in our world today.

It was during this time, that one week I had an ache in the side of my torso that would not release.  I knew going to a Doctor wouldn’t be my way forward, so I asked Spirit to guide me to someone who could.  After a week, I found myself walking past a Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic and was guided to walk in.

The rest is history, but now on the other side of this journey – I can see how I absolutely needed to address some home truths about what was being held in my beautiful body, and how addressing them, transformed my health and well being, beyond what simply a change in diet could.  A change in diet was part of mine, as was the exploration of stored unprocessed emotions and old beliefs held within my physical body & mindset.

Transformation happens when all layers & levels of being are addressed.  Physical, mental and emotional.

When they are, the result is beyond what one could imagine prior to the journey.

I now offer packages that support individuals embarking on the healing of their digestive issues that will see them right through to the stage of completion and transformation.

Ongoing support is recommended for the changes and emotions that arise for individuals.

These sessions are available by Skype and Distance Healings.  One on One sessions are available if you live in Victoria, BC, Canada.

Contact me at me@heidifirth.com, or ask your questions in the comments section below…

Sending so much love to your soul & beautiful digestive system within these words. <3

BSchool #FOMO

Yesterday arvo I fell into a bit of a blah hole.

I’ve started doing the whole comparing myself against others, and what gifts they’re bringing to the world.

I am watching so many successful women who are running their online businesses, who are brimming with success and positive stories of earning 6 figures per month, doing what they love, supporting their partner to create their dream life and so on, and so on.

It’s silly, because I absolutely know, that I am on the right track and that I’m perfectly where I need to be, with the perfect amount of resources at my finger tips right now.

I’m even SO fortunate to have a wonderful, beautiful, loving, supportive partner who believes in me.

So much so, he gives me the space I need to write, to have time to myself.  He even invested the money towards my Leonie Dawson Life + Biz Academy membership for my birthday.

But still, I follow these inspiring Goddesses, and yesterday fell in a hole of self depreciating, unhelpful thoughts.

The latest ‘trend’ offering, happening in the wonderful world of entrepreneurs is BSchool.  I must have heard about this 2-3 times before I got the message, and clicked the link to visit Marie Forleo and find out what all the hype was about..

BSchool is a online 8 week business course, guiding business entrepreneurs to create the lives they were meant to live and a business that whole heartedly supports this.

The testimonial stories are phenomenal, the affiliate bonuses are amazing, the reaping of benefits for your hard work are as outlined earlier; 6-7 figure incomes each month, doing what you love, travelling the world, supporting your partner + stacks of others.  It’s easy to be sweapt up in this online movement, and I for one am hooked, line & sinker!

The catch to this amazing course is, that it is a mere $2k, which in the sceam of earning 6-7 figures a month is spare change, but to the budding beginner starting their business journey, $2k is everything.

So, here’s me.  Sitting in this category nicely.  Newbie business owner, the world at my finger tips.  Grand aspirations for changing the world.  Passion to boot.  A message larger than life, with vehicle (my website) that is currently in upgrade.

My heart (chakra) is literally aching, and has been for the last week or two.  I am ready!  I am more than ready!

I want so badly want to heal the world and guide woman back to the joy of life, who they innately are.

But again, in this, I am perfectly where I need to be.

I said to Neil last night.  I have everything I need.  I show up for myself daily.  I do what is required, and at the end of the day, I feel good about the tasks that I have completed.  But because my efforts are not yet being heard by an audience, it does punch the ego.  My ego.  It really asks one to continue to show up each and every day.

What more can I be doing?  How do I get my message clearer.  Who is my muse?  How do I reach them?

All valid questions.

Still, soul says, its all G H.

So after watching beautiful Sarah of the Fifth Element share her honesty and experience of BSchool, I will take my ego and heart, and have a rest.

I am sitting in my PJs on the couch and taking time out for me today.

I am enough.  I am doing enough.  All is perfect.  If BSchool was where I am at, it would show up, I would show up.  I get the message ego… I have enough.  I have everything I could need.

Pt 3 – how to get the life you want

Here is your third and final installment to this small blog series.

The Transformation

Its now been about a week or so that you’ve been practicing your new mantra, and observing the changes in your thoughts and your breathing.

I bet your whole world is beginning to open up.  You’re seeing new opportunities, feeling new experiences, witnessing synchronicity that you may have previously missed.  I LOVE synchronicity!

A shift has occurred and there is new possibility available to you right now!

What a wonderful new space to be in!

Embrace this.  It is time to give yourself a pat on the back for the work that you committed too.

As human beings, we’re to quick onto our next project, thought or shiny goal to chase.

Before you head off and start chasing that, I invite you to really embrace this new space that you have moved into.

Its time to celebrate!

Set aside some time for yourself.  I’d recommend at least 30 minutes.

Close your eyes.
Tune into all the wonder that you are witness to within your body.
The feelings, experiences, new ideas.
Feel these sensations within your body.
Observe where you feel it & continue to focus your attention on this space within.
Without agenda, continue to watch what happens within your body.
Give yourself as much time as you need here, until your eyes naturally open & there is a sense of completeness.

get the life you want
My Gratitude Diary I bought for myself

Now, write or draw your observations of this reflective experience.

To extend this experience further, share this piece with a close friend, partner or loved one.

Give yourself permission to relish in your transformation.

To really seal this change & honor this transition, choose something that you love & book this event into your diary.

I personally love to receive massages, buy flowers for the home, take myself out for breakfast or lunch, buy a delicious nutritious food item for my smoothie or raw treats, or give myself an afternoon to play in nature.

Whatever you choose, make it something that continues to make your heart sing.

I am SO proud of you courageous one!

I would LOVE to hear about your experience and how you chose to celebrate your transformation in the comments.

LOVE xox