First night in Costa Rica! I’m sitting in a bar, just moderately tipsy, feeling called to share something with you. If you feel called to listen, please come take a seat.
This isn’t going to be my typical, well-thought-out, poetic and raw caption. But it’s written from my heart in real-time, while sipping a vodka, coming straight from my experience and onto your screen. Kind of like you’re sitting here with me. And that feels raw, too.
Three years ago I was at rock bottom in my life. And for 5 years prior to that rock bottom, I was indulging in everything to distract myself from the roots of my issues.
Alcohol. Drugs. Men. Disassociating.
Numbing my truth,
Ignoring the whispers.
Until the whispers got louder,
And my guilt—stronger.
And still, I didn’t listen to my gut yelling at me until my accident.
Which brings us, again, to three years ago.
I was forced to get sober out of necessity. I couldn’t walk. I had to take medical leave.
And instead of feeling sorry for myself, like I had for 5+ years…. I decided to change my story. And that change started through one small, insignificant, little thing.
It wasn’t monumental.
It wasn’t grand.
It wasn’t some life altering epiphany.
It was just a willingness to understand that the way I was living wasn’t fulfilling.
That I was meant for more than the way I was acting.
So, one day three years ago, while laying in bed recovering—in a fleeting spark of faith—I picked up my computer…
And I googled: “How to to be happy?”
This was the catalyst.
I found mindset.
I created 3 businesses.
I’ve employed 25+ women.
I coach women all over the world how to get out of their head and into their dreams.
And now, sitting here, writing this to you,from a local bar in Costa Rica,
It’s not the grand actions,
Or the massive quantum leaps.
It’s those little moments,
Yet the most monumental,
In which we build our dreams.
Just start with a Google search, and maybe you’ll see—that just maybe—you might find your dreams.