THE HARDEST BIT IS WALKING AWAY FROM NOT FUCK YES
If you desire a different outcome to the one you’ve been allowing and repeating, and see a different reality show up and become your norm, then at some point you’re gonna need to get off that sweet ass and recode at the level of practical fucking action, not just energy.
Oh, what’s that now? You thought this work was ‘so cool’ because it’s all metaphysical and shit?
You thought you could just talk about the quantum and the energetic and higher self, about dancing between the physical and the ethereal, and bringing back art, magic, certainty, KNOW how and just ‘becoming the damn thing’ but not also DO the damn thing of BEING said damn thing?
Not so much baby girl.
That is NOT how it works!
Oh, but somebody told you somebody told you somebody told you and besides it’s SO appealing and attractive to wanna believe that all you gotta do is THINK your way rich, FEEL your way successful, drop into the other place and space from where it is DONE and then just ‘snap it back to the now’?
Yeah … I get it! I’VE SAID ALL THESE THINGS MYSELF.
But if you think that that’s all I said or you in ANY way are telling yourself that’s the entire story then you didn’t listen very well, did you now?
Not to me.
And not to your own fucking SOUL.
Because the truth is that what you’ve always known is that the work of becoming who you were always meant to be is GOING TO HURT.
It is going to GRIND you.
It will burn.
It will pull.
It will stretch.
Oh, but it’s supposed to be flow! And ease! And fun! And butterflies! And unicorns! And MARSHMALLOWS, for the love of God WHERE ARE THE DAMN MARSHMALLOWS?
Probably up your ass with the Unicorn horn, which you’ll find is not always the MOST comfortable thing, y’know?
I mean –
Did you actually think that ‘ease and flow and fun’ somehow means NOT push, NOT (purposeful) pain, NOT grind, NOT stretching and tearing and overcoming and GROWING?
How do you expect to grow without, uhhhh, GROWING, aka STRETCHING, MOVING, BECOMING –
Here is the problem.
Here is where you are singing yourself sweet lullabies of bullshit, night after night after night.
IT IS EASE AND FUN AND FLOW TO DO THE WORK BUT YOU STILL GOTTA DO THAT WORK AND MUCH OF THE TIME THIS WORK WILL FEEL LIKE A BIG ASS UNICORN HORN UP THE ASS UNTIL YOU STOP PUSHING AGAINST IT AND AGAINST YOUR OWN SOUL AND YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH IT.
In other words?
Just fall in love with the GRRRINNNNNNDDDD baby, and realise that what everybody else whinges and moans and cries about as being ‘hard’ or ‘extreme’ or ‘too much’ or ‘too scary’ is LIFE AND BREATH AND FUEL TO US.
The chosen ones who also CHOSE THEMSELVES.
This is who we ARE, this is who we have ALWAYS been, we WANT the push, we NEED the push, we BECOME the motherfucking push and we BREAK THROUGH TO WHERE IT FEELS LIKE ONLY FUN AND FLOW AND EASE, to do, be, have, create, allow ALL of what the world at large considers out of reach, and doesn’t even dare to DREAM about.
But – !
Before you get too fucking excited and start boo-yahing your ass all over the Internet, know this:
IT STARTS WITH BEING WILLING TO DO THE WORK YOU DON’T WANNA DO.
Would you like to know the HARDEST bit of this? Of course you would! I know you love a challenge 😉
The hardest bit is not the ‘doing’, as such.
It’s not sweating and grinding and bleeding and crying.
It’s not overcoming and triumphing and growing STRONGER.
The hardest bit is WALKING THE FUCK AWAY from the things which you are giving your LIFE for, which you damn straight KNOW are not your actual thing.
Walking into the abyss,
and making SPACE, leaving space, then waiting and living and BEING in the space where when you stay the damn course and refuse to give up the ACTUAL thing has to eventually appear.
The hardest bit is ruthlessly and diligently and repeatedly shedding everything which is not pure and unadulterated FUCK yes, in order to make space for fuck yes.
Of course if you simply made it a personal policy to do just that it WOULDN’T BE HARD AT ALL, would it now?
It would just be the rule,
of how you live,
how you do,
and how you ultimately,
You stay, don’t you.
You remain in the FUCKING NOT FUCK YES.
“Oh, maybe it will get better”
“Oh, maybe this IS my dream life and I just can’t see it yet!”
“Oh, maybe I am the problem and I just need to adjust / have a better attitude, blah blah blah”
Of course you’re the fucking problem!
But not like that.
You’re the problem in that you don’t fucking see that the ONLY problem is you’d have NO fucking problems, not on a soul level anyhow, which is all that matters, if you were simply willing to INSIST ON YOUR TRUE FUCK YES, and not compromise a single ounce of a single thing.
When I was a child,
or perhaps a teen,
my mother gave me a piece of advice which has since never left me.
Even at the time I knew that this was important. This was profound. And that she was RIGHT. Perhaps I also knew I would not listen, was not brave enough to, would let fear rule me in this area, for many years, decades, seeming lifetimes, of my life, and perhaps this is why I took it so to heart.
So that eventually I would stop pretending I didn’t remember,
what I always knew.
“Whatever you do, do not get into a relationship with a man who is less intelligent than you. You need somebody who is more intelligent than you, and who challenges you”
Every relationship I’ve been in has had its ups and downs as they all do, but they have ALL been tainted from day one with the knowledge that when push comes to shove, I am the leader, and I am the more intelligent one.
And somehow, no matter how hard I tried, I could never get that memory of standing with Mum in her bedroom as a teen as she told me what I KNEW was true.
Maybe I thought it was impossible.
Maybe I just didn’t feel good enough.
Maybe I had lessons I needed to learn with the choices I chose.
Maybe I let fear of being alone dominate the conversation.
^^^ all of this, of course.
But eventually you reach a point, don’t you? WE do at least. The normal peeps … not so much.
For us there is a point, in each area of life where we finally have had enough of our own bullshit. It’s line in the sand time, fuck this shit time, declaration time, and BEING WILLING TO STEP INTO THE ABYSS TIME.
I did it in business, it’s how I broke through to consistent multi-7-figure / year income.
I did it again in business, it’s how I now ONLY call in soulmate fuck yes clients.
I did it AGAIN in business, it’s how I only have soulmate STAFF members and support in all areas.
I did it in my lifestyle, my life, in not EVER having to be ‘under command’ of anyone else.
And eventually I now decided to draw the same damn line in the sand in terms of what I am available for with a man.
When you make that decision, you gotta be willing to hang out in the void.
It is SCARY.
It’s NOT fun.
It’s NOT flow.
It is VERY tempting to run back out, to settle, sacrifice, compromise, and not in the aligned ways.
DON’T DO THAT SHIT.
You’re better than that.
How long will I stay in the void? AS LONG AS IT TAKES, just like any other area of life. I think you’ll mostly find however, that when you commit FULLY, walk away FULLY, and really fucking MEAN it, that magic happens FAST.
And I wonder –
To remember what you’ve always known is true for you,
and then to motherfucking live in that space,
and fuck EVERYTHING which is not that.
You can claim the impossible.
You can claim magic.
You can ALWAYS call in exactly what you want, to the dot point, on your terms.
But it ain’t gonna happen while you keep sashaying back and forth between camps, saying you want what you want and then repeatedly not acting accordingly.
Check your fucking actions girl.
You can talk about energy and other-worldly-reality all you like, but if you’re not doing the damn work in the physical including the WORK OF MAKING SPACE it means jack shit.
And you know that.
Today, I urge you –
WALK AWAY FROM THE BITS THAT ARE YOU REPEATEDLY FURTHERING THE WRONG FUCKING BUSINESS AND LIFE.
Don’t forget –
Life is Now. Press Play.