Last week I was talking with my dear friend, who has a history of people pleasing and putting her own needs last on her to-do list (if they even make it onto the list).
She’s started a new company, with the goal and drive to bring mental health-building tools to schools – she is a gift to the world, and she is starting to see that in herself.
As we talked about her new venture, boundaries came up (a common theme for us) and the need to keep self care at the very top of her list. I referenced that oft-quoted analogy that “you can’t pour from an empty cup.” We’ve talked about this before – and she and I have each talked about it with many other women (& men) in our lives. We both deeply believe this sentiment, even as we need to remind each other to keep it front of mind and action.
I said to her, in the way only close friends (&, sometimes, coaches) can, “you know what your problem has traditionally been? Not only have you not remembered to keep your own cup full, you have poured and poured out to others until there is nothing left, at which point you’ve said, ‘oh – I’m empty and you’re still not satisfied? Here, let me break my cup and give you a piece. And I’ll give a piece to you, too…’ You need to recognize that pattern and stop.” And she has; she has been working on this part of her, this generous, giving, kind (to a fault, clearly) part of her – to turn the most giving and kind parts towards herself, as well.
“You know what this makes me think of?” she asked me, “the Japanese pottery that, when cracked, is repaired with gold, not only making it stronger, but also more beautiful.”
What a spectacular analogy for her, for me, for all of us. When we overstretch, over-give, empty our cups without remembering to refill for too long, we will very likely crack. Thankfully, we can choose to repair our cups, and learn strategies to avoid future breakage.
Self care – a buzz phrase that is getting a lot of airplay these days – is not a foreign concept anymore, it’s not selfish, and it’s not (necessarily) bubble baths and brownies. Different for each of us, maybe self care means time alone or a yoga class or a walk or run in nature. It might mean quiet meditation or an animated talk or cleansing cry with a close friend.
Need some help figuring out what self care means for you or how to take steps to incorporate it into your life? I am here to help with that. Let me support you as you embrace learning how to fill your own cup, and repair those beautiful cracks with the purest gold.
Check out Kintsugi, the Japanese art of repairing pottery with gold:
I googled this quote/thought/adage – turns out these words have been around since 1200AD, with credit given to the Persians for coining the phrase. I’m sure the concept has been around much longer, however – perhaps no one had put it quite so succinctly.
“This too, shall pass”: the message is that nothing we experience lasts forever. Typically, people in my circle use it to get themselves through a challenging time, and that is completely appropriate. When in stress, trouble or difficulty, reminding oneself that the experience will be over (maybe not as quickly as we’d like it to be), can help make dealing with it more manageable.
Several people close to me are dealing with very hard times right now. This is nothing unusual or remarkable, in and of itself. Anxiety, depression, overwhelm, general stress, health issues, relationship challenges: these are common threads in all of our lives, and the lives of those we love. Whether our own challenges mirror those or not, it is a trait of common humanity that makes us able to reflect on what we’ve been through when observing others’ tough times, helping us show up for them, empathetically, relating and supporting without judgment.
If you are experiencing struggle, please know that there is nothing wrong with you, you don’t need fixing – in fact, you’re remarkably normal. And as you cope, look for supports, ask for help, acknowledge that we are not meant to do it all on our own – please seek those who will lift you up and help.
On the other hand, “this too, shall pass” also applies to the good stuff. Things going well? Happy with your job, relationships, home situation, haircut? Wonderful. Love it, enjoy it, and know that it, too, won’t last forever. When we are mindfully aware of the good around us and take a moment to offer gratitude for it, we squeeze every drop of the good stuff out of the experience before it shifts.
Brene Brown advises against “rehearsing tragedy” – a go-to for many people when they feel overwhelmed with joy. When experiencing joy, truly delighting in a relationship or experience, it is tempting to ponder what will happen when that ends, when that person is no longer part of our lives, even imaging something tragic happening to bring ourselves back down to earth. But instead of allowing our joy to be diffused by the “what ifs”, we can do our best to allow the vulnerability of diving deep into the joy, experiencing it fully.
Sometimes the passing of a challenging experience or stage of life feels too fast; looking back at my daughters’ toddler years, remembering how I wished away that stage on a regular basis, looking ahead to when they could do more, say more, be more independent… with the wisdom of age, I now realize I wish that time had passed much more slowly.
Not that I could control the passing of time, of course, but for me, it’s come down to mindful living. As I age, as my daughters grow up, I am increasingly able to experience the moments for their own benefit: no longer wishing for the stage to pass, but rather noting feelings, happenings, conversations as they happen, being well aware that these too, shall pass all too quickly.
My current practice of offering gratitude in the moment has brought me out of the fear of the good stuff evaporating and the bad stuff staying around forever, and into a mindful perspective of acknowledging that this too, shall pass.
*Interested in developing a mindfulness or meditation practices that encourages living in the moment, accepting/experiencing what is happening in your life instead of wishing it away, and deeply feeling your joy? I would love to hear from you and support you on your path (see Contact page).
A little add-on about my own current experiences: the past two years have been a time of transition for me and my immediate family. We have lived through a move (to another city), a period of living apart from one another, the welcome challenges that came with reuniting. We have met new people and said good-bye to beloved friends, started new jobs and schools, felt lonely and felt supported. I shifted professional focus and put aside blogging for longer than I wanted to. Each experience has taught us and shaped us, and each one, for better or worse, has also passed.
How often are we living in a state of full contentment? Anyone? Please raise your hand/say “aye” if “full contentment” describes how you live your life most of the time. *crickets*
Yeah, me, too. Stress builds up and tears us down, friends disappoint, plans we counted on get changed, we get frustrated. The amazing thing about inviting gratitude into our lives, though, is that it can help turn dissatisfaction into contentment. At the very least, mindfully taking a moment to look at the thing that is causing us frustration/dissatisfaction and making a choice to feel grateful for even a small piece of that thing, takes us out of the negativity surrounding it, even if just briefly, giving us respite.
And when we take that moment to say thank you, a small shift occurs, pointing us in a better direction. We – and gratitude – have that kind of power over our reactions. You don't need to have a faith in something bigger than yourself in order to experience the benefits of a gratitude practice. When we actively seek the positive angle and offer appreciation for it, we shine the light on the best parts of our day and our experiences. This doesn't make all the darker, less happy stuff magically disappear, but it takes the attention off it, even if just for a while.
I know several people who have an active gratitude practice, and they will tell you that embracing that practice has very positively impacted their lives in a variety of ways. Their relationships deepen, their work life improves, the time they spend in nature is more profound, as they are looking for the good stuff! I love this idea, and I regularly suggest when I work in classrooms and with teachers that they employ a similar practice (a gratitude poster, journal, anonymous thank you notes…) in order to encourage students to actively look for the good around them.
One of my friends is part of a gratitude circle – she and several others send each other positive, uplifting texts almost every day, with the theme “things I am thankful for.” That’s a pretty broad theme, and one we can all choose to embrace, whether we make it public or keep it quietly in our hearts and on our phones… the power of gratitude is that it spills over into many areas of our lives. The excitement over sharing a happy moment, the memory of savouring the perfect cup of coffee, the profound relief of working out a problem, the celebration of getting into a challenging yoga pose... intensifies the experience, allowing us to feel the joy more deeply through sharing it with others. The sharing alone is something to be thankful for!
Our brains are programmed to see the negative. Through generations of being on the lookout for danger and hazards, our eyes evolved to scan a scene in order to keep ourselves safe. And, while this practice remains a good one when we are crossing a busy street or navigating our way through a crowd, much of the time we are safe, and we don’t need that Debbie Downer perspective.
Making the decision to look for things to feel happy about and grateful for does a ton of great things for our bodies and minds – from making us more optimistic and spiritual and helping us sleep better to reducing the amount of envy we feel and increasing our productivity! The stats are great, but the personal experience is even better. When we choose to feel gratitude, we find ourselves more emotionally fulfilled, hopeful, and willing to forgive others.
In our home, we have a gratitude jar, complete with slips of paper and a pen. Whenever one of us feels like sharing a thankful thought for a special (or funny) moment, an experience, a favourite meal, we make a literal note of it. At the end of last year, we spent time reading the gratitude slips from the year, and it was a meaningful, sometimes emotional, sometimes hilarious time.
Currently, our family is under some stress, as many families are (it’s the time of year, with exams approaching, and there are a few other factors coming into play, as well). I find myself caught up in the sense of discontent, and I feel dissatisfied more often than usual. While I do want to let myself feel the emotions, I don’t want to get carried away by them, and so I give myself a gentle (and sometimes, not so gentle) reminder to come back to gratitude. To spend time sitting with my thoughts with the intention of consciously bringing “thank you” back into the mix… for the lessons being learned, the challenges that can bring us closer to who, what and where we want to be, and mostly for these other people with whom I am on this journey, the ones who fill up our gratitude jar.
I would love to know: for what do you feel gratitude? What inspires your personal style of a gratitude practice, or do you wish to start one? Make a comment or get in touch through the contact tab.
please check out these great articles on the transformational power of gratitude:
This post presented by guest blogger Gracie Mussenden.
Gracie is the 13-year-old daughter of Sara Hiebert and Rick Mussenden, sister to Claire, bestie to Alton (follow him on Instagram @altonthepup), soccer player, artist, music lover, friend. Here, Gracie shares her insight and wisdom around friendship based on her own personal experiences and observations.
Friendship: there are many ups and downs to it. People are all different, and they bond over different things. I have been in many situations with friends - lots of fun times, but also arguments, fights, hardships, and so much more. I am writing about this today so I can share my experiences and everything I have learned about friendship so far.
Friends are some of the best things in life. They can help you in the good and bad times in your life. Best friends are even better. Not only do they help and support you, you can tell them anything. They are caring, comforting people who love you as you are. Whether you met them this year, or in kindergarten, they will always be worth having.
Fights are the hardest part of friendship. Even if it's over the smallest thing, fights still hurt. If a friend says something mean to you, the impact is much greater because you wonder how someone who was your best friend, just yesterday, could be so mean today. The good news is that if you and your friend were super close before, you will both soon realize you are losing something amazing. I have had little arguments and fights with some of my really close friends, and almost every time we quickly make up. Fights are tough, but they can always be resolved.
Grudges are almost always unnecessary. If someone is mean or bullies you, you have the right to hold a grudge, but if someone bumps into you in the hall, holding a grudge is just an overreaction. Sometimes people have a hard time forgiving or apologizing, but if you still want that friend, you need to try and let it go. I know that is way easier said than done, but at least try to see it from their side. It could have just been a misunderstanding.
If someone has been overly mean or rude to you, you might ask yourself, "should I stay friends with them?" or "why should I stay close?" But you're asking the wrong question. Instead, ask yourself, "do I WANT to stay close?" after all, the decision is yours. If someone has hurt you so much, you don't need them in your life. Don't put yourself through that again. If you do become friends again with that person, make sure you're careful.
Through sadness, being proud, losses, fights, and memories, friends will be there. If you lose a friend, you can always gain a new one. I hope you got something out of this because I feel most of this applies to everyone's life at some point. I really hope this will help you sometime, because, after all, that's what friends are for.
Taylor Swift names songs after her age, or the age she's singing about.
Adele names entire albums after her age when the album is released.
I figure it's okay to name a blog post after my newly achieved age.
I recently turned 47. 47 is one of those non-birthday birthdays; doesn't end in a zero or a five, doesn't really need a party but does want a little acknowledgement.
A friend from years gone by reached out via email to say happy birthday, and I was reminded of how she used to tell me that around her birthday, she intentionally took some time to evaluate her life. Having a January birthday, I haven't done that as much - I've traditionally been coming down from the New Year's resolution high and haven't spent much time around my birthday focusing on where I want to be, where I am going. As I no longer subscribe to the "New Year, New You" guilt trip perspective that has often surrounded my New Year's resolutions, I now choose to put time and mental energy into birthday ponderings....and so here goes. I asked myself: in my 47 years on the planet, what have I learned? what have I contributed and what can I contribute? Everything I've learned has originated from other sources and been run through my own filter; here are some of the things that speak to me right now (most are also words of advice I have said or plan to say to my daughters).
listen. You are smart and have interesting things to say, but you learn best by listening.
when people are heard, they feel loved and validated.
make good friend choices. Get to know a variety of people so you can figure out which ones are Your People.
don't worry about what others think of you. They probably aren't.
don't expect anyone to read your mind. Do your relationships a favour, and be clear about what you need and want.
on the same theme, don't assume you know what your partner or friend needs or wants. Ask them, and really listen to the answer.
when relationships end, take the best parts with you (usually that will be the lessons, some of which may start with "what not to do...").
did I mention not worrying what others think of you?
don't underestimate the power of finding your tribe.
don't overshare; tell your stories to those who have earned your trust and the right to hear them.
On your body...
your body is more than fine, it is beautiful and powerful, and will feel even better if you find exercise you love.
drink lots of water.
your mind needs to calm the heck down. Meditate.
eat real food made up of ingredients you can pronounce.
don't over-pluck your eyebrows (they might not grow back).
hair WILL grow back, so try new cuts & colours.
sleep. like, really sleep.
On change and trying something new and possibly risky...
a new job, a new school, a new situation can rock your boat and open your eyes at the same time. Be open to it.
moving to a new town is scary and exciting all rolled together. Take chances.
millions of people have done that thing and survived.
vulnerability is definitely not weakness.
On making life more fun...
prioritize laughter, and don't worry if your sense of humour isn't like others'.
don't take yourself too seriously.
find a hobby you love. It might turn into a career, or it might be the thing you look forward to doing on weekends or evenings.
get creative. Doodle, try (or come up with) a new recipe, paint a wall an unexpected colour that lights you up.
Some other thoughts that are worth thinking about...
having a job in the service industry early on in life makes people kinder.
failure and regret can be our best teachers if we choose to learn from them,
when other people show their vulnerability and humanity, it looks like bravery. Don't be scared to show that, too.
you are enough. Decide that even if you're not enough for someone else, or maybe you're too much for the to handle, you are enough for you.
Bonus words of wisdom from someone who has been around since 1915...
My grandma turned 101 earlier this month. Some of the best advice she's given me (through word or action) includes:
tell people you love them, but also show them. If you cook, cook for them. If you drive, offer them a ride.
pray. Have faith in something greater than yourself.
try not to worry - you will, anyway, but try not to.
start every day with a cup of hot water. Lemon optional.
Ever been so embarrassed by a failure you wanted to hide your face? What's worth failing for?
Not, 'what would you do if you knew you couldn't fail', but for what would you be willing to try, to risk, to step out of your comfort zone?
And I don't mean 'what's your passion', necessarily, but rather what is so interesting, so moving, so intriguing to you that you would risk (potentially embarrassing) failure just to give it a try?
I recently had a great idea. You may already know that I teach Mindfulness in schools, as well as Meditation in schools and at home (as part of my Life Coaching practice). I made a connection with someone at my daughter's school and together we set up a schedule of "lunch & learn" sessions for students, so I could teach a few Mindfulness techniques, share some stress and anxiety management tools, and lead them through a visualization exercise. I was very excited and worked for some time on my presentation for the first session, organizing visual aids and suggested reading materials. I went to the school early to set up, and... could not find the woman with whom I had made the plan. I decided to just figure it out, knowing which room I was to use, so I went and waited for students. And waited. A few showed up with the intention of using the room for their lunch break, eating/chatting/studying. After a while, my own daughter and two of her sweet friends arrived, and were gracious enough to let me lead them through my presentation, even though it was a little awkward as we sat on a small couch in the room, surrounded by other students eating and studying. A few weeks late, I had another opportunity to present, same room, same timeframe, better promotion...this time: one student. Discouraged, I wondered if it was simply the timing, lack of publicity, whether the student body was even interested in this topic, if I was doing something wrong.
I had told a few friends about this exciting venture and hoped I wouldn't run into them in case they asked how it went.
What do you do when you experience that embarrassed, icky feeling of having not succeeded in the way you imagined?
While I wasn't publically humiliated by this experience, I certainly felt like I had experienced failure, until I stopped to think about those who had shown up. Not many students, for sure, but those who came were grateful for the conversation, the exercises, the opportunity to learn something and, in the process, they taught me a few things. I think when we show up in our lives, being open to the experience and excited about it, too, we have the chance to learn something new, something worth risking failure and embarrassment.
Maybe you want to add a little more creativity to your life (see my previous post, here: http://www.sarahiebert.com/blog/my-own-little-big-magic). Maybe your potential failure has to do with a relationship, and being willing to have a hard conversation with someone in your life, even if that means experiencing discomfort, on the road to a deeper, more profound connection with that person.
We are all making mistakes, most of us daily. Some more publically than others, but if we are honest with ourselves, we know that, when we take risks and try new things, some will end up looking like mistakes.
As you think about this question, ask yourself: is it worth it? and is a mistake really a mistake if it turns into a learning experience?
I don't think so, and I would love to hear your opinion...
Earlier this week, I finished Elizabeth Gilbert's newest creation Big Magic which I found a remarkable and inspiring book. Ms. Gilbert's philosophy is that, whether or not we consider ourselves "creative", we all ARE. There is something that turns us on, creatively speaking - and even if it doesn't show up as "creative" to others, our lives improves significantly when we accept it to be true for ourselves and pursue our curiosity about creative endeavours. Outward and traditional displays of creativity (visual or performing arts, gardening, writing, crafting...) get some people's juices flowing, while others are excited by challenging themselves with new recipes, restoring old vehicles, decorating the scariest Halloween haunted house, even having interesting conversations. These days I find parenting a creative challenge...
As someone who has, at different stages of my life, been crafty, foodie, musical, artsy, and certainly conversational, I found Big Magic a delightful challenge to my own creativity (which has felt a little dormant of late). I am grateful for the decent camera on my phone for making my (very) amateur photography habit accessible, and the remarkably inspiring space that is our neighbourhood's dog park for nudging me back into creating.
What drives you to create? Do you want to share your creations with others or keep them your delicious secret?
Want to talk more about your creativity? Get in touch. Let's get creative together.
And, please: if you're looking for reading/inspirational material: http://www.elizabethgilbert.com/
Tried hard lately and failed? You're in good (& plentiful) company. Of course, failure is subjective, and what one of us does that feels like a failure might just be a "growth opportunity" to another one of us.
Anyone who knows me knows that I'm a huge fan of Brene Brown. Her books (especially The Gifts of Imperfection) have inspired me to live an authentic, curious, interested life, and to show up for other people as well as take care of myself. I was beyond excited when a friend gifted me a copy of Dr. Brown's latest book, Rising Strong. As I devour it, inspired by stories of her journey and those of others, I am embracing the fact that, true to the quote that inspired her book title, Daring Greatly (the Theodore Roosevelt quote known as The Man in the Arena speech, see below), we do fall down. We do make mistakes. And what we do next matters a great deal (wallow, pout, learn). The format of her new book is the telling of the process, the rising from experiences - nothing oversimplified or glossed over.
While we are actually in the arena, trying hard, showing up, putting ourselves out there, on display for the world to see and judge, of course our failings can be well-documented (by others and ourselves). Our shortcomings are there for all to witness. I paraphrase Dr. Brown here, but she's said that if those giving feedback are themselves just sitting in the stands, who needs them and their input? Her comment is that if a person offering a critique is not themselves in the arena, she is simply not interested in their feedback.
Here's my deal: I am doing my best to live my life in the arena. I try new things, I take/push myself out of my comfort zone, I show up for other people... I still sometimes drop the ball and don't do my best, but for the most part, I continue to try. My issue is this: If I am in the arena and I fail at something, thereby creating a learning opportunity, can I really judge myself? trick question? My approach has become this: change the definitions of failure and success and how they relate to me and my life.
Recently I've been part of a few things that didn't work out as planned. Nothing earth-shattering, more simply inconvenient and disappointing. I suppose I could blame myself (and at some points in my life, I most certainly would have) but where would be the growth in that?
What about you? are you trying really hard but things don't necessarily work out as you'd hoped or planned?
I'm interested. Tell me here, in the comments, or reach out through the contact page and let's talk.
The real failure, to me, is in not taking the time to reflect on the situation and learn from it.
"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat." T. Roosevelt, 1910
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Fresh start? isn't that kind of a New Year's eve thing?
I have always admired women who have made a fresh start in their lives. The ones you read about, maybe hear about third hand or see in The Oprah Mag. These are the brave souls who give up their lives as they know them (much to the dismay of those around them, sometimes) and set off on new adventures, sometimes never to return to the way things were. What a fantasy! What a thrill, completely romanticized in my mind: to give up responsibilities and mortgages, pull a Thelma-and-Louise-style breakaway and seek new horizons and experiences. While I don't exactly envy those women, I do daydream (occasionally) about changes, imagining that no one I know would expect it of me or, possibly, of anyone in my immediate sphere.Then I look around at the women I know and realize there are more who have made fresh starts than haven't! One who has started and re-started her life after several rounds in the ring with cancer, and who is excitedly taking on a new job this Fall. One who was left alone with her 4-year-old son when her husband found someone he liked better; she went back to school and now owns a successful business, is happily married with three great kids. One who moved across the world and continues to show up for her family and her (new) community in beautiful, fulfilling ways. One who faced down mental health issues and her son's health challenges to become the version of herself she'd always dreamed of being. One who is in school thousands of miles from anyone familiar but who greets each day with the enthusiasm and passion of a fresh start. And even me... I have gone through multiple changes in my life, not always enthusiastically or willingly, but every single time I can look in life's rear view mirror and see that each change was one I needed to make, for my own growth and happiness.
Each one of them - each one of you - has a story worth telling, that very likely includes more than one "fresh start". While it is inspiring to look at others' journeys and aspire to be more like them, more adventurous, the truth is that each day we have the option to choose a fresh start... attitude change, new hairstyle, road trip, new recipe... and the joy of owning our decisions is even more delicious when we know we're heading in the right direction!
I recently had a conversation with someone very important to me, and he told me he was impressed with how I have reinvented myself in the past few years. He's known me a long time, and knows me well. I said that, while I appreciated the compliment, I feel my journey hasn't been so much a reinvention as a series of what I now recognize as learning experiences/opportunities (some, perhaps, known to others as "mistakes"). Showing up the way I do now in my life is intentional, and informed in a large part by the experiences I've had. I might not have had a lot of dramatic, "take a leap of faith" moments, but the fresh starts have shown up as many smaller choices and opportunities for growth and learning.
Perhaps my enjoyment of other women's stories of fresh starts is my way of living a little vicariously, when my own reinvention shows up in my life in smaller, but no less meaningful, ways. Happily, it's not a competition.
Keep making fresh starts, whenever you need to, whatever that looks like for you.
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I recently enjoyed a weekend trip to my hometown. I went for various reasons, the most important of which was to check in with my grandma (Frieda) who, at 100 years, (almost) 6 months has moved. She had lived in the same area of the province for 75 years; now she's relocated several hundred kilometres from that comfortable, familiar place, to be closer to her children (my mom and uncle), their spouses, and grandchildren/great-grandchildren, all of whom she will see much more frequently than she did in her previous location.
Most of us can't even imagine 100 years; I'm still a few years away from the half-way point on my way there. The amount of change that Frieda has witnessed in her lifetime is mind-boggling. As a young girl in rural Saskatchewan, she was transported to her (one-room) schoolhouse in a horse-drawn wagon or sleigh. In 1989, I explained the concept of "faxing" to her (to the extent that I understood it myself).
Her short-term memory isn't always great; she had some confusion while we were together, and I assured her that her family can fill in the blanks for her, as she's got 100 years of information floating around in her head.
Her long-term memory, on the other hand, is still pretty remarkable. She spent about an hour telling me, detail by detail, about her wedding day. From what the groom wore (her beloved Herb, my grandfather who departed this life before his grandchildren were born) to what was served to the 300+ guests at the reception (freshly baked buns, among other things) in the church basement Herb rented for $5.00.
The one consistent throughout Frieda's life has been her unwavering faith and trust in God.
While I haven't always appreciated her delivery methods with regards to that faith, I have always respected the faith itself, and her commitment to it. Her faith now includes confidence in her children, as well: she knows beyond the shadow of a doubt that her daughter and son, as well as other family members, have her best interests at heart, and so she's been willing to give up control over many areas of her life. It's possible for her to do that because she trusts.
Knowing that we have something or some One to count on as we experience changes in our lives makes a huge difference in our ability to stay in the moment, feel what we are feeling, and trust that things will be okay. If we depend only on ourselves, not only are we bound to let ourselves down at some point, but we also deprive ourselves of sharing joy with others as part of a community.
Our community needn't be huge or extensive (although if yours is, enjoy it!); sometimes just having one or two people in our lives who really get us is enough.
And when we're faced with changes, being able to trust that those around us will have our back is sometimes all we need.
I trust you feel the same way.
If you're an Edmonton area woman looking to connect to a community, take a look at The Goddess Network (on this site or look us up on Facebook).
Life Coach, Yogi & lover of Meditation, mother, wife, friend, sister, daughter, cookie baker, seeker of truth & laughter, volunteer. Passionate about women's stories and the women who share them.