Live Your Truth

If you think about it, how much time do we spend in our heads wishing things were another way, beating ourselves up, beating others up, crafting a different past, wishing for a different future? All of that is resistance. All of that is pain.

Success and failure come and go but don’t let them define you. It’s who you are that matters.

The thing is, we’re human beings living our lives, doing the best we can. No one dropped us off with instruction manuals.

Knowledge is never enough. Even action, if it’s just following a prescribed way, will never fully express your potential. But to dive in, test each theory out, kick the tires, keep what works, discard the rest, add your own — that’s where magic happens.

That’s another thing I’ve learned. There is strength in this vulnerability, in tearing down the walls. People sense it in you. The world is hungry for it. And the greatest healing — for you, for those around you — it comes from opening. Opening yourself wide. To your humanness, to your feelings. And ultimately, to yourself.

when I change my mind, my world changes. If you think about it, makes sense. When your sense of self and happiness comes from within and isn’t a roller coaster ride dependent on others or circumstances, you approach life differently.

That is why I write. To share with the ones I love, to share with myself, to remember and live the lessons, to make fewer mistakes — or at least better ones. A guide for me to return to and apply because I know that when I do, my life flows naturally,

knowing that helps me immensely. I know that regardless of the situation or whatever the external experience is, I choose who to be in this moment. I choose what to feel in this moment. Often it feels like we’re on autopilot, but if you examine your thoughts closely, you’ll know that not to be true. It is always a choice.

The things I carry are my thoughts. That’s it. They are the only weight. My thoughts determine whether I am free and light or burdened. Regardless of whether the world is exploding or celebrating, my inside determines the quality of what I experience outside.