I’m on a nutritional detox/cleanse until almost the end of the month, so I won’t actually be drinking anything this weekend, but in my mind, oh in my mind, I will be turning up! 😂 More importantly, I’m celebrating that I recognized some unhealthy patterns had creeped into my behavior this week.

Comfort zones are beautiful places, but nothing grows there. The dream you keep having & the visions you keep seeing? Those desires that scare you to even think about manifesting? The goals that you have absolutely no idea how you’re going to achieve? They require you to get uncomfortable.

When I separated from my now ex-husband, I spent practically the entire first year crying. Seriously. Day and night I sobbed from the time I woke up, until I went to sleep. I cried because I believed he wasn’t fighting for me, or our marriage.

When she was alive, I would ask my grandmother what gift she wanted for a special occasion. Each time she would tell me that all she wanted was ‘peace of mind’. As a child, I didn’t understand why she spouted this nebulous concept versus wanting a “real” present, but as an adult, I fully understand.