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what are you making your life out of

Let's start here:  Your best self you, the one you'll be when you finally have the time or the money or the energy to finally do You right:  What's she doing today? What would she be doing to be your best self?  Would she be lounging in bed, really enjoying the downtime?  Would she be up and on her way to the woods for a mucky hike because she loves the nature and the movement?  Would she be meeting friends for brunch because staying connected brings her peace, belonging, and joy?  Would she be taking time to talk to spirit? What's your best self you doing that you are currently not doing? There's always one thing you can do now to bring that best you alive today.  That's self-care.  That's magic potion living.  That's Oprah zone.  No matter what my clients think they are aiming for (ease, flow, magic, abundance, energy, true love, money, healing, time bending ability, etc) it all starts at this intersection:  what would best self you be doing, and what are you doing.  Few want to admit they are doing mediocre self you habits all of the time, and expecting best self you to just emerge from that bland, exhausting, uninspired way of living.  It can't happen.  Mediocre ingredients create mediocre results.  If you want best self results, you've got to give yourself something to work with. So what do you want out of this life right now? And what are you doing?  And what would best self you do instead? (ps phone sessions are available for april.  and i'm still by donation. message me to get started baking you right)

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