Consistency

My mom doesn’t like mushrooms or peanut butter because she doesn’t like the consistency of either.

Consistency has been my word of the moment in business but when you think about it, it really the crux of all of our work and practices.  What you attend to grows.  If you do squats every day, even just a few, your booty will look “better” (such a subjective topic, but you get it).  If you meditate daily, your mind, like any other muscle, will train into its fittest form.  Like a seed blossoming into a plant, flower or tree takes consistent sunlight, water, oxygen and time, our own blossoming takes consistency to cultivate lasting benefits.

The flip side is tricky.  You can do something “bad,” step out of line once and suffer negative consequences.  Or you can step out on yourself, on your health, on your job, your family, whatever, once and be just fine.  You can do “bad” consistently… the laws of our universe say it will catch up with you.  Karma… do dirt, get dirt… Darn this stuff is tricky. Because it might not even catch up with you.

But I can guarantee the “good” work done with consistency will.  It just takes time.  But, hey, we are here anyway!  Some fellow rescuers get frustrated at the number of abandoned rabbits on Long Island or at the number of negligent stores selling rabbits with no more care than the way one might sell a bottle of soda, but if we continue our mission with consistency, it will absolutely work.  If we truly believe in the work we are doing and we do the work with passion and consistency, we will make a positive, lasting impact.  We are already and we continue to do so every day.

You may get disheartened, discourage or even dismantled at times… but when your goals are real, when you believe in your effort, when you find your purpose and act on it with consistency, you will reach the most beautiful moments.

 

Special love and light to Alexa, one of my darling bunny clients, who is battling head tilt.  Keep fighting Alexa. Much love.

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Missing Piece

I am no longer allowing this missing piece translate to missing peace.  I am telling a new story.  You are the first to hear about it.  Grateful to you for “listening” today.

I’ve been holding back from truly stepping into a component of this work and of my personal development because there is a piece to my story that I’m not ready or maybe not willing to tell.  I struggle with the idea of telling my story without telling that story.  Can I be authentic and leave out a big piece?  My answer to that was no.  I’ve held back so much because I didn’t think I could share my light fully without sharing that piece.  And I do not want to share that piece.  I’m not going to share that piece.  There’s no secret link embedded here.  I’m not going to do a big reveal at the end of this entry.  These types of thoughts and the struggle arriving here has robbed me of some peace and have stunted my healing.  Thus, I’ve felt stunted in sharing healing.  It’s cyclical.

As I sat down to write to you today (or do I write this to me and you just peek over my shoulder?) I opened to a page in my notes from the Spirit Junkie Master Class that I attended last June.  On that pink page I wrote, “Be not afraid— be empowered.”  Gabrielle taught us how our inner guides are begging use to release our resistance.  I’m sure hearing that six months ago, I interpreted that as a call to reveal my missing piece.  Now, I see it as permission to release the expectation of telling it all, the expectation of being as transparent as many others seem to be.  Gabrielle taught us to step into the darkness so we can dive into the light.  I am.  I am finding my peace privately.  I can do that and still share healing publicly.  Today I give myself that permission.

Gabrielle imparted on us, her Spirit Junkie disciples, that we look at our stories from a place of power.  My missing piece deals a lot with shame and guilt.  I will find the power.  You all help to lift me up.  Forever grateful.  Big stuff coming… Much love.