I’ve returned home after a month of travels that included Florida, Costa Rica, Nicaragua and Long Isand and I’m feeling so many feels.
GRATITUDE for all the people, places and things I got to witness and experience.
INSPIRATION from all that I’ve learned along the way.
HIGH + BLISSFUL from all the magic that happened from surrendering into the flow with ease (most of the time).
HAPPY to be home.
LOW + SADNESS from coming down from that epic high and disappointment that it’s over.
All the feelings are beautiful and valid and I’m grateful to immerse myself fully into all of them. I used to make them right and wrong, good and bad, but I’m learning they are ALL a part of the journey and I appreciate them all.
At Rock Your Life Retreat in Costa Rica Ryan Montbleau had us all do a writing exercise where we had to write our entire life story from birth thru being in Costa Rica. And we had to do it on one page in twelve minutes!
I started by writing all of my first memories when I came to getting my ears pierced when I was really young. I remember by parents telling me that if I didn’t cry I would get ice-cream so even though I wanted to cry because it hurt, but obviously I didn’t shed a tear because I wanted the sweet reward. Boy was it sweet too. I remember walking through the mall licking my mint chocolate chip ice-cream cone with pride because I didn’t cry.
That day I bought into the story that if I don’t cry I would be rewarded. My life story continued with all the times I wanted to cry, but didn’t. Like when I didn’t make the competition cheerleading squad in middle school because even though I was one of the best on the team, the coach thought that I was too immature looking compared to the other girls.
In high school when my grandpa passed away.
When my boyfriend in college cheated on me.
The list goes on and on.
I kept up this no crying thing (except in private when no one could see) way into my adult years, until I got too tired to fake it and I cried.
And the reward was so sweet!
No one yelled at me. The opposite happened.
Crying allowed me to actually feel into what was making me sad which then allowed me to learn from it and move forward. Sharing with my friends and family why I was sad allowed them to be there for me. Sadness is not bad. It’s something all humans experience.
What if you decided that sadness was a good thing and leaned into it, listened to it and learned from it? Because that is what is true.
…and so it is.
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