This journal entry is inspired by Amanda Frances’ podcast. The episode is called, Know Who the F You Are!
She asks (and I was jotting this down while pausing the podcast, so not entirely verbatim… go listen to it for yourself!): Who am I when I feel myself, when I feel my best, when I drop the fear, the guilt, the drama, the insecurity. Who am I when I am owning my truth, when I believe in myself,
Who am I?
So I putzed around a little, but I’m not at my house, so there’s only so much procrastinating I can do. I sat down, pictured myself when im happiest, when I’m alone, or with people I feel totally myself around, and out came:
Fun, relaxed, quirky, curious, loving. I sing random words and songs that com to me, and caress plants, I talk to animals like they understand (because they can). I do what feels right, I am surrounded by people who feel good to be around, who inspire me and I inspire them!
Give and take. Sharing energy and “out-there” ideas.
Talking openly about energy, chakras, the power of our thoughts to transform our lives and bodies.
I feel bold and honest, and proud of myself even if I feel a little shy to reveal myself for the first time. I own it, and it feels good. To be me!
I confidently share my knowledge, because it is so true and so helpful in that moment. I love encouraging others to share and own their gifts, too!
I just feel love and calm and acceptance, and can clearly define boundaries.
It’s so easy to just do the things, and everything I do, I do with love and awareness.
Because I am. And I am enough.
Does my grammar make sense, is it perfect? No. Because it’s a journal, and its purpose is to get my thoughts and feelings out of my head and onto paper where I can see them. It makes them more true by giving them voice.
I have so much to say about this. What we give voice to, becomes true. Our voices and thoughts are powerful. But that’s for another time.
I imagine some people in my life reading this and thinking my image of me sounds crazy. But I also know the people who really know me, probably are laughing or cheering me on and saying “Yes, you quirky passionate plant-fanatic you, go be your loving weird self!” At least that’s what I hope.
So much love to you all, and I wish you health and wellness and happiness, joy, wealth, abundance and love.