100 Days Of Kicking Perfect — A New Way Of Being

This might sound counter-intuitive, like back-ass-ward, and what the heck, maybe it is, but it has to be said.

I’ve not been disciplined.
I’ve not been structured.
I’ve not been strategic.
I’ve not been accountable.
I’ve not been using the precious time I have wisely.

To counteract this, I’ve decided to implement a perfectly-imperfect solution. 

A disciplined structure where I use my time to hone my voice, my craft, my skill via my weapon of choice — words.

The question becomes, what if I do something for 100 days. Full stop. 

Meaning, each day, upon rising, I know that I must write something that has meaning (to me at least) and train my brain, body and molecules to focus, to commit, to have self-integrity, and, dare I say, have fun.

See when I lose sight of JOY, my life stops working.

In the past that’s led me to misery, to stagnant, to depressed, to over-achieving, too sick. 

And none of those ways of being is who I now choose to be in this life. 

I now get it. 
My time here is limited. I am capable of doing anything, everything or nothing. 

I’ve all but perfected the art of nothing. In the past… 
Always creating and striving and learning and stalling only to never release, never share, never fulfill my karma or dharma.

This happened with Education Lady, a project I worked on, released, succeeded at then stopped doing and instead drowned in perfecting. I speak on it in this Episode 2: The Story of Complication & Struggle.

Well, now I no longer tolerate excuses from myself. 

Now I have chosen to take ten steps forward before allowing myself to consider one step back. 

My old pattern was the reverse of that. 

One step in and ten steps out. 

Retreat. Retreat. Retreat. 

Well, now it’s all hands on deck, forward march, burn the boats, baby. I’m all in. 

And my one step back is healthy now. It’s a space of reflection, a step of ease and rest and if I don’t take it will burnout and the old way of being would ensue, I’d imagine. 

I do, after all, have a few years of practice perfectly this old way of being. 

Enough to know it no longer serves me, a need to perfect. 
A stuck in the art of doing-ness that is filled to the brim with frustration.

Now I know what it feels like to access JOY and understand that it’s as vital to me as the blood that flows through my veins to carry oxygen to all my physical parts. 

JOY is in. 
Perfectionism is out.

JOY is in.
Procrastination is out.

JOY is in.
Blame and shame are out.

JOY is in. 
Excuses can go to hell.

JOY is in.
BOOM.

Join me now for a
100 Days of the Kicking Perfect

The concept is simple.

When I get out of my own perfect way, all works. When I come from a place of JOYFUL peace and play, all flows. 

When I stop the over-thinking my life is mic-drop good. 
When I work from gratitude and a KNOWING that all is as it should be, things flow.
When I live in absolute abundance instead of striving for perfection, my life is amazing. 

If this sounds like your cup o tea, then join me on this 100 days journey of being a kicking perfect version of you… 

A Perfectly Imperfect Creator. 

Each day. 

BE: The one thing you can be grateful for above all else. 

DO: The one thing that is GOOD ENOUGH as is and needs to go out-the-door done.

HAVE: The one thing you will enjoy today in celebration of kicking perfect for another trip around the 24-hour clock.

Leave a comment with your BE-DO-HAVE Kicking Perfect Daily below, for today and come back anytime you feel the need for accountability.

Or start this process in your journal.

Last note.

Imagine if you “trained” yourself to only have one moment, one post (as many words or as few as you so desire) in which to vent on an issue or challenge you are facing. 

It’s like spending only 15 minutes worrying about money when your old way of being was to worry more than 23 hours a day. Don’t tell me you didn’t have nightmares, friend!

A complete 180 and the possibilities of what that will open for you… endless. 

See worry takes so much energy.
Complaining takes up so much space.
Over-thinking and over-analyzing and over-questioning keeps us stuck. 

So for the next 100 days I want you to see the power of this new way of being… 

Limited time to moan.
Limited space to exert energy on that which does not serve you.
Limited ears to listen to the whine. 

This is about holding yourself accountable to a higher standard, higher vibration and attracting more of what you WANT into your life. 

Because, let’s face it, no one wants to be stuck in this never-ending loop of perfect. 

It’s flipping lonely.
Exhausting. 
Downright painful. 

But on the other side of Kicking Perfect to the curb, well, there’s a freedom, a JOY and a peace that is deliciously divine. 

And over the next 100 days or less, you may just discover it…if you commit to kicking that need for perfect.

If you’re in, post below and start YOUR 100 days.

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One Hour Does Have The Power To
Open Doors & Transform Your Life

What I Tell Myself...Words Matter

I never gave much thought to having a personal mantra, even though before I fall asleep I always mentally whisper the words Happy, Healthy, and Wealthy.

Hmm, I guess that could be considered a mantra. But really, what is a mantra anyway?

From Hindu to Buddhist traditions, mantras have been serving people who wish to go inward. 

For that is what a mantra is truly about — a deeper dive within.

There are Sanskrit mantras that one can memorize and study. But in all my studies of mantras, and not extensive by any means, the one common thread I sense is a tapping into your own knowing. 

And this, for me is the key. 

I never heard that four-word line from anyone — Happy, Healthy, and Wealthy. I simply said it one day, repeated it again, and it stuck for me. 

Those are important ideals, words or ways of being…for me. 

To be happy is everything and from that energy, that place, all is possible. 
To be healthy makes life so much more enjoyable and I’ve experienced both sides. 
To be wealthy has a ‘wealth’ of possibilities for me — from relationships to who I am being and to monetary abundance. 

I could write a dissertation on this one word alone! But we’ll save that for another day. The important thing to note, at least for me though, is that wealth is so much more than “show me the money” moments.

I’ve never sat and learned a mantra, per se, but I know they can be powerful for some and this last year I tapped into one that’s uprooted my foundations. 

It’s so simple yet so profound. 

My new mantra is steal-able easy. It doesn’t replace the old, but it adds a new layer to my life, my self-confidence, my self-esteem, and my very beingness. 

It’s three words. It’s powerful. And it’s life-changing.
I Love Myself.
That’s it.

That’s what I say (internally) at every moment of every day.
I Love Myself.

To love yourself is the very best gift you can give - to you and to others. When you love, you radiate. When you are in love, you shine, you glow.

When you come across a person who’s in love — you’ve seen it — that effortless JOY that adds a spring to that person’s step, a gleam to their eye, a flush to their cheeks, and a warmth that draws you in.

That feeling.
 That vibration.
That BEing-ness is delicious… 
Is contagious… 
And can be your norm…

IS your normal setting, when you start saying and (maybe slowly) start believing these three words.
I Love Myself.

Imagine if you embodied that feeling of being in love each and every moment - and start today by loving yourself.

Imagine having the glow about you, that gleam in your eye, that flush to your cheeks, that spring in your step. 
I Love Myself. 

Everything is brighter when we feel this way, is it not? 

The sky is bluer. The stars seem closer. The mundane isn’t so blah.
Life is more fun.
I Love Myself. 

The little things don’t rub you the wrong way and the big things more easily brush off like lint off of linen pants. 
Life becomes much lighter from this place of 
I Love Myself. 

Since adopting this new mantra, something has shifted for me. 

First, I didn’t fully grasp how much I didn’t love myself until I felt how hard it was to say these three little words… 

Need a bit of help? Feel it’s silly? I understand… I felt silly saying it over and over… but now, now I am forever mumbling those three words to myself, under my breath, in my head.

When I bake.
When I meditate.
When I write.
When I drive.
When I walk.
When I work.
When I kiss my Frenchman…
When I’m falling asleep…

When I wake up, before even opening my eyes...

And the shift in my life…my health…my BEing-ness.
Well, that’s article worthy.

But what’s important to note is how ridiculous I felt at first. How much of a fraud I felt when muttering those words while brushing my teeth, staring into my own eyes in the bathroom mirror. 

And every now and then, I’d feel an opening, a chill, a moment of — something. 
Belief?
Peace? 
Joy?

I decided to go for it… 30 Days of trying it all-day-long, every day. 
I Love Myself. 

How hard could it be, right? 

The first few days I did feel ridiculous. 

I did have a voice in my head literally scoff at me and all but laugh. 
And that showed me the power of that critical side that is me — was me. 

Because at some point in repeating the line I Love Myself over and over again throughout the day, there was an opening, an awakening, a space created where that inner voice of negative self-talk stopped.

Where I felt a JOY that was like a belly laugh without the sound.
Where I relaxed in my own body.
Where I stopped striving and spinning and thinking so damn much. 
Where I could stop and sit quietly for a few moments and simply say those three words over and over and over again in my head. 

I Love Myself
I Love Myself
I Love Myself

And in those moments, there were suddenly conversations with myself, negative self-talk, I was no longer willing to have — because I Loved Myself. 
There was suddenly this ability to push away that sh*thead voice that dissed me way too often, the voice of an older version of me — because I Loved Myself. 

There was a desire to tap into more of what I enjoyed and no longer focus on that which I didn’t love in my life. 

It’s like my entire being started to pulse and vibrate with happy…

With JOY...
With wonder…
With peace…
With more smiles 
And laughter…
Simply because I Loved Myself.

If you’re wondering how I discovered these three little words because I sure as heck wasn’t taught to say them, although I truly now know I was born knowing them… 

We all are…
And then we forget. 

But I found my way back to this knowing that I Love Myself through a short, simple, delightful book. 
Love Yourself Like Your Life Depends On It, by Kamal Ravikant. And literally, your life does depend on it. 

When you love yourself, all is possible. 
When you love yourself, all becomes easy.
When you love yourself, all the good, the abundance simply flows to you…

Because all is energy and like attracts like. 

So I Love Myself is my new state of being and it’s now something I sink into knowing, believing, and owning. 

I still say it in the mirror each morning, and often spit toothpaste all over the mirror in the process. The perfect way to start the day…for real. 

If this message hit you, resonated with you, or calls to you, grab the book today, right now, that started it all for me. 

It’s an hour read (literally) and has the power to transform your world, as it did mine. Simply grab the e-version of it and make a date with yourself over a cup-o-tea. 

You don’t need ten steps to enlightenment or seven ways of being to get somewhere you currently feel you are not. 

Imagine if it’s as simple and possible as uttering three little words over and over throughout the day… I Love Myself. 

The author brings home just how impactful this mantra was for him and now for me and so many others who’ve read this short-n-sweet book. 

He’s also placed a few exercises within that are amazing ways of being that have shifted my life and the way I show up. 

Grab your copy, give it a go, and imagine how cool your life could be in 30 days or less if you truly stepped into a KNOWING of I Love Myself. 

When We Need Support…

Now sometimes, for some, getting to that space of believing the words I Love Myself doesn’t come simply, naturally or easily. However, what if you came from a place of knowing you are exactly where you are meant to be at this moment? 

How would that change things for you? 

If you need help pondering this question or seeing the blocks present that are keeping you from truly believing these three most powerful of words, consider hiring a coach.

Someone who speaks in a way you resonate with. Someone who can reflect back to you what you just might be missing, the one thing holding you back from accepting yourself, loving yourself, having all you desire in your life

Whether it’s hiring me when I have openings or another, matters not.

What matters is finding the best person for you at this moment. The individual who cuts to the heart of where you are, what you don’t see clearly or at all, and enables you to bridge the gap quickly.

This can be done in one session, or several, and doesn’t always take years of therapy… Take it from me, one who’s been there, done that. 

While therapy has its place, personally, for me, coaching has enabled me to tap into my own knowing and that’s a powerful place to live from.

Ultimately the goal is simple… come to love yourself. Utterly. Completely. Unconditionally. 

From there your world will shift in magical ways that will simply take your breath away and allow you to fall more in love with your life each and every day.

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What Transformation Looks Like (For Me)

Imagine always caring about what others think of you…

Imagine always worrying about the words that come out of your mouth…

Imagine if your constant rain of thoughts is so negative you want to pull the covers up over your head…and never-ever get up.

Imagine feeling less than, broken and so lost tears well up at any moment, day or night.

Well, that about sums up the old version of me. And what follows are topics that would have crushed me, spun me, shook me to the very core,

But no more…

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What Transformation Looks Like — For Me

A month ago I was told I was being ‘aggressive’
Because I spoke up to ask for clarity on something.

Two weeks ago I was felt I was being ‘mean’
Because I spoke up when something wasn’t done well. 

Last week I was unfriended
Because, well, I’m not exactly sure...

Yesterday I could have been disappointed 
Because someone “let me down”

Today I celebrate my growth.
Because none of it bloody matters. 

Because none of what used to matter so much to me
now matters a single bit. 

There is no hurt when someone shares how they perceive me,
where as in the past,
holy moley,
cue the water works.

There is no replaying a conversation in my head over and over, wishing I’d said this or that or stood up for myself differently.

There is no more believing I am a b*tch when I speak up, stand tall and firm in me.

There is simply no care of judgment from others. 

There is no space for the juvenile antics or petty crap that hindered me of old.

There is no attachment to any outcome, anymore and that has freed me to not be let down by people, and feel not of this world, every damn day.

There is only peace. 
Because none of it matters. 

There is no more sinking in and wallowing in a cesspool of feelings.
There is no thinking I am broken. 

Today I celebrate the realization that it no longer serves me.
To live to please others.
To shrink back.
To make them right.
To allow another to tell me who I am...being.

Today I stepped into my own power.

I am a soft, JOYful, loving female 
who is also a bad-ass, empowered woman.
And I no longer apologize for those two sides of me. 
I no longer stuff one down.
I no longer try to be liked by all.I no longer please…
Simply to please.

To not speak when the need to say something is there.
To receive words that are not mine to receive.
To accept things from another because I 
maybe, somehow some way...

...Deserve them.

Am a victim
Not good enough
Not lovable as me
Need to be more, better, different
Need to blend in 
Fit in
Be who everyone wants me to be.

No. More. Is. That. Me.
This is power.

And while it’s different, 
And while it’s not exactly a perfect fit
Like a comfy, cozy sweater on a brisk fall day
I am leaning in.
I am growing into the goddess of me.
The cosmic being who
Doesn’t care to be right
No longer judges others
Nor me.

And refuses to 
hide from that which doesn’t feel good.
Those feelings.
Those conversations.
Those moments.

But instead, goes all in.
Expectations shed
Limitations tossed aside
Emotions felt 
but no longer a simmering pot within. 

To stand up for me…
To hear words tossed my way…
To CHOOSE what I receive and what I do not
To see the mirror another is really speaking into That most often has nothing to do with me.

And feel nothing but love 
love 
love 
for them…

And to feel love for me... 
Even in a moment that point-blank sucks. 

Because there are intense momentsEnergetic spans where I feel an awareness
Raining down on me that’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

Instead, I’m open
Receiving
Allowing
Flowing.

No longer hiding
Behind a mask of me.
Behind expectations of me.
Behind the stories of my past
Fears of my future.

This, my friend, is new 
Is beauty within chaos 

Is the blooming of truth within.
And it’s fragrant 
It’s fresh
Like a fine dew just resting 
On the petals of all that is me. 

Own it. Acknowledge it. 
Be it. 
The growth...The shifts...
The truth peeking out 

Delicately…

It’s all so very free. 

To be finally 
rooted
and 
intentional 
as
me.

💜

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If any of this resonated with you, leave a comment below and then consider downloading your free copy of The Perfect Imperfect Manifesto, a quick read, that answers the question What If I’m Not Good Enough?

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Photo Credit: Paolo Chiabrando @chiabra

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