The Story Doesn't Serve Me Anymore
What stories have you been telling yourself? For years… for decades? Maybe you were told things as a child and you started to believe them. They shaped your identity. When you packed your bags they came with you. No matter where you went. These stories have hitched a ride and come along.
I am choosing to let go of them. The stories that no longer serve me.
Somewhere along the way, I began to believe I had to make beautiful things to speak to people, to make people hear me, understand me, or see me. But now I’m just going to show up as myself, and if people hear it, understand it, and see me, great. And if not, that’s great too.