The slow burn of inertia no longer suffocates my joy.

Energy flows where my attention is placed… and my attention has not been on this blog.

It’s been on feeling alive… that sweet fire lit from present moment to present moment.

It’s been on inner peace… nurturing through self love and surrendering to gentleness.

It’s been on working BMW events to fund investments into myself and upcoming travels. (And, let’s be honest, past expenditures.)

It’s been on leading my first group coaching course… which wrapped in January!

And I’m thrilled to say that now… it’s on writing my book.

Although I long to help others and I love leading coaching calls, something still felt amiss… It didn’t feel like I was living the creative life I envisioned, typing furiously at a keyboard and sharing my story to connect with others, to help them heal and see the divine in themselves.

Ironically, all of my clients had a burning desire to write and create something… a blog, a book! (Hello, life illuminating my desires in a reflection of theirs!)

Coaching, while fulfilling, felt like a shadow career at times. It’s interesting to note that guiding others to show up for themselves helped me show up for myself. It showed me that while coaching on creativity, I need to continue creating.

One evening after a session, I stumbled across a writer/coach and set up an appointment. On our initial phone conversation, she asked…. What’s been holding you back?

How others would be perceived if I spoke my truth.

That I’d potentially hurt them.

That I’d be rejected.

Unwanted. 

Unloved.

She led me through a visualization that helped shatter my fears and helped me see my highest desires come to life. I tasted the salt of my tears when I saw and felt the true capacity of which I am capable and that of which I was dimming.

It IS all possible… it simply takes a choice.

And I couldn’t take one more day of not moving toward the thing that calls from the inner depths of my being. 

For me, it was choosing to act by investing money in working with her and an editor. I like being held accountable and I show up when I pay someone.

My third deadline is next week, and it thrills me that the slow burn of inertia will no longer suffocate my joy.

Who benefits if you choose to dim yourself and your desires?

Because it is a choice.