This beautiful introspection has been pulled out by the magical Hannah Marcotti.
She said P.S. I love you, you’re great.
She said Let me lift some of it for you.
She said Seeing myself reflected in you was such a gift, because you’re cool as shit and it made me feel that cool too.
She said You are awesome and you are enough.
She said You are looking hot today.
She said I love your energy.
She said I can’t wait for you to go bananas on this world and just dazzles us with magic.
She said I wish you lived down the street.
She said Apparently vulnerability is our superpower.
She said I’m so proud of you. You’re rocking and rolling with your biz!
She said I’ll never want to leave you, mommy.
I want a day of quiet.
I want to drink wine in a small village in Tuscany with my love.
I want to expand.
I want to live for a year in a seaside town in New England.
I want to get my hands dirty with paint and glue on a daily basis. In a studio (or a room) of my own.
I want to learn to play guitar. Really learn.
I want to make enough art, art that’s evolved and smart and thoughtful, to have a show.
I want to make enough money to provide financial comfort to our family.
I want ease in breath.
I want a deeper connection with my husband. Emotionally, physically, intellectually, creatively.
I want more connection in my life. Even if it’s not always easy.
I want to be more organized without feeling too regimented.
I want to be recognized.
I want to be heard.
I want to be appreciated.
I want to read more. Important books, not just novels.
I want to use words like pragmatic and panaceaÂ in everyday conversations.
I want to wake up filled with energy.
I want to not fear childbirth.
I want to learn the stories of my family members.
I want to travel more.
I want to know that I matter.
I want to get the thoughts out of my head and into actions and accomplishments.
I want to be more of an achiever.
I want to be a more patient and more present mother.
I want to be better.
I want to be who I dream to be. The me in my head.
I want to swim in the moonlight.
I want to dance in Mexico.
I want to paint in a cottage.
I want to live fully, breathing it all in, connecting to all around me.
What do you want?
Thank you, Rachael Maddox, for this amazing tough love mad-libs of a sort. I needed it. I happened to read this on your site, then the next day saw it on my friend Kerilyn’s site. A sign? Hmmm. Okay, so here goes.
This is a tough love letter. I’m only writing it because I believe in you and your deepest health and happiness so fully, and I know, plain and simple, you could use a kick in the ass right now.
The truth is, the time for wasting time is over.Â No more dragging your feet. It’s time for action. Like really.
Yes, down time and kid time were important because you’re raising a toddler, but now, you’re ready for your own dreams.
So if you want it, get serious about the shit that’s in the way.
If you want to feel successful you’re going to have to stop stalling. Plain and fucking simple. Instead, make the calls, talk to people.
If you want clients quit hiding already! Start talking.
If you wantÂ money then stop procrastinating. Find jobs, instead.
You CAN do this.
You can also enjoy it.
And in case those fall through, you can always wait tables. No, not really. But I’m stuck here.
Whatever it takes for partnerships to be built. Because it’s fucking time. You can’t afford to not make this work anymore. You just CAN’T.
If you keep going down that old road of excuses, poor time management, and flat out ignoring the facts, you’ll probably end up unhappy and bankrupt.
The truth is, you’re meant for designer rockstardom!!!!
Own your part in this process. DO your part. You’ve waited long enough. You’ve paid your dues. It’s time. It’s simply time.
I dare you to just fucking do it.
Crazy love & steadfast belief,
Your inner tough-love mama
I am thankful for the recent Spirits of Joy I took part of with Hannah Marcotti. It was more than prompts. It was a group of women that came together, shared, expanded, challenged and grew together. We became a community. We are still here together. We are still rocking and exploring and creating. It was eye-opening and a very much needed experience.
Some pages from that came from it:
I am so grateful for yoga. Beautiful, centering, strengthening yoga. Sometimes I sway so out of balance. It happens slowly but I feel it so suddenly. I feel it in my body and mind. It envelope me. Then I return to the mat. Even if it’s been weeks. Months. And it’s instant peace. Strength. Balance. Fulfillment. Energy. Expansion.
I did this flow the other day. It was amazing. I’m definitely not done with her routines. I did another the day after and it was different but just as beautiful. Just as unique. Just as empowering and centering.
Thank you, yoga.