I want to talk about our deepest darkest selves. Those parts of ourself that we keep hidden and secretive; things we've done, our personalities, our insecurities, our scars. The things we don't want anyone to see and we will protect at all costs. Our shadows.
I’m cockblocking myself from my own joy and fulfilment to make others more comfortable - can you relate? What’s the consequence? I’m not showing up 100% as ME. I’m not bringing my A-Game to every single thing I do.
Recently it was my 33rd birthday – it feels like a special number don’t you think? I’m a bit of a “sign-from-the-Universe” kind of a girl so any sequences or patterns of numbers showing up in my life feels like a good omen to me.