Being a strong advocate of Self Care doesn't mean I don't fall prey to old destructive habits from to time, or that there aren't days where the time I devote to my care is fleeting.
After all - I am human like you - and am navigating this life amidst the busy the best way I can every single day. Some days it flows effortlessly, and other days it's more of a challenge! #perfectly imperfect
2007 was the year my life changed forever.
It was the year I had my HUGE burnout breakdown and was diagnosed with an auto-immune issue called Fibromyalgia. This showed up for me as extreme and severe fatigue (think struggling to get out of bed, dragging my sorry self around the house and having to sleep each afternoon just to get through the day)
It also involved acute and relentless pain.
Pain that settled heavily in the joints, muscles and ligaments of my body and left not many parts untouched. It was excruciating and exhausting.
At it's worst I couldn't manage the most simplest of tasks like putting my hair in a ponytail, texting on my phone or brushing my teeth without pain. I couldn't work, or really do much at all.
Once upon a time, not too long ago, there lived a vibrant and energetic woman named Star.
Star LOVED life and moved through it at a pace of her own design.
Fast and furious was the tone and anything less was deemed unworthy, for Star ONLY knew how to approach life in a manic, busy and fairly stressful way.
NOTHING slowed Star down
I have been a little quiet of late. I haven't pressed publish on a Blog post for some time and haven't been hanging around Social media as much either.
I have needed space.
LOTS of space...
Space to listen, to slow down, to get really quiet and BE with all of myself - not just the 'nice' bits.
The magnetic pull I have experienced to radically course correct has been so strong that I couldn't have resisted it no matter how hard I tried!
Being me is sometimes the most effortless thing in the world - yet sometimes I fight and resist who I am at the core.
How about you beautiful?
What would it look like to give yourself full permission to be you - with all your individual ideas and preferences, eccentricities and experiences, vulnerabilities and imperfections?
What would it take to truly love all parts of yourself right now?
