Spun OUT

Approaching my 30th birthday was like waiting in line for the newest thrill ride at an amusement park.

The anticipation is both nauseating and exciting; the line is creeping forward and the whole while you’re thinking, “yikes, you signed up for this.” You see the faces of the people around you, staying cool on the outside, but you know deep down, they feel the same way you do.

“What’s going to happen?”

“Why am I doing this to myself?”

“Hundreds of people get on this thing everyday, and they are fine.”

“What if I puke!?”

“I mean… look at their faces as they get off. Looks like such a rush”

This slightly torturous and impending doom lurks over you as you get closer, the knots in your stomach and hysteria builds. There is a point at the last minute, just before your time has come to step on, that you think… maybe I just won’t ride… But you do; you step on that roller coaster, settle in, pull the safety restraint down as tight as possible around your hips, and you think, “whether I am ready or not, we are taking off.” And then that’s it.

Ripping around the tracks strapped to a huge piece of metal that’s been perfectly engineered for this exact purpose. As the cart goes tearing through its course, everyone waiting to ride is just watching, like, damn… that looks intense. 

The ride comes to an end, the restraint lifts, and everyone merges towards the exit… some laughing, some looking as if they have just been through hell and back, and some high fiving each other. 

That’s how it felt to turn 30.

As the day got closer, at times I was a spectator, just watching my peers as the number of years they have been on this earth rolls over to a new decade. Other times I am on that damn rollercoaster; just mouth open, screaming and absolutely breathless. Full-well knowing, that I volunteered to shred through my life from day to day, at absolute hyper speed, just hoping to check one more box off of the list of things I would like to accomplish before I die (or turn 30).

I want to let you know, that I KNOW, there was no reason for my insanity, IT’S JUST A NUMBER… but that is not what the fountain of youth is about for me. It’s so much more than that. It is the accomplishments. The goals, the fruition and manifestation of everything I saw myself unfolding as… and growing as. It’s the hopes and dreams and the worry that I’ll never have enough time to do everything I wanted to. Sure most of this is just made up in my head, but to me, it was as real as that freaking roller coaster.

I grieved on that dreadful little Tuesday, and the very next day, I woke up ready to get me life back to the way it should be. I was feeling calm, cool, collected, and giggling at myself for being such a drama beast.

Life is good.

Thirty feels the same as twenty-nine, shocking right?!

Much gratitude for the grounding and loving words from friends, family, and clients while in my chaotic state.

It would have been much worse without all of you ❤️



Appreciation VS Gratitude

The definition of Gratitude is being thankful and in readiness to return kindness; while the definition of appreciation is to fully understand, recognize, and enjoy the qualities of something or someone.

Why is this an important distinction and when is each word most appropriately used or exercised?

The two tend to be carelessly swapped for one another in our language, and though they both reflect positively, they do not mean the same thing. Gratitude, although a high vibrational word, implies a debt of some sort, as if we have overcome great obstacles and are forever in service to our saviors. Removing the implication that we have been saved, anchors an all encompassing vibration of non-judgement. To appreciate your body, is to fully accept it, as is. To appreciate your partner, is to accept them for their truth nature. To remove judgement from our language, is to set up each and every interaction as an observer. Bringing appreciation to the forefront of your relationships allows a sort of authenticity to be present, and replaces fear with radical acceptance.

May we all move through our gratitude into a space of appreciation for the soul holders that surround us, and our own light bodies.

Love for you all in this new year,