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Things you really want
 
 
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 HUrts so good in that yummy kind of way... lets you know you're getting somewhere... reminds you you're awake. 

 
 

You ARE enough. You deserve a wider and wilder life.

You're gonna have to be brave and get bloody. There are no short cuts, no "hacks."

But somewhere during the ride, a little ray of sun is going to crack through the cloud cover and you'll realize you like what you're feeling. Raw, tender, supported, loss - all of it.

It's time to get so real. It's time to love YOU for real. 

Snap that whip, babe! We're hitting the road! You in?

This is your adventure. Don't look away.

You are ready. 

 
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I can't promise overnight results or eternal youth, but I can promise - nay, pledge - that you'll never be without a kindred spirit in your corner. Get in here, friend! 

 
Some days you are. Some days you’re not. When you’ve been down for a minute or a lot of minutes, “better than yesterday” can be something so small, but such a big win. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ What are some of things you do to try to make each day a little better than the last? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ My list is: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 1. Press into the feelings. The sooner they are waded through, the better. Avoiding is always my default. Until I remember the magic spell that “full on feeling the shit” is. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 2. Workout. More than once a day if needed. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 3. Ask me what I really for real need today. Sometimes when I check in, I really need a nap, to eat something warm, to call a person, to listen to a podcast...⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 4. Music. Music saves lives. Find the songs that your soul needs and hit the repeat button.
7 years ago today I was motion sick in a hammock in the Amazon. 😢 Today I’m a little heart-sick, sitting on my balcony in Oklahoma City. I am aghast at the burning devastation. @sarahtrine19 and I ran through the rainforest (of Ecuador, not Brazil) in nothing but swimsuits and gum boots, covered in mud. We climbed a waterfall and swam at its base. To think of something so magical and mysterious being gobbled up by flames is heartbreaking. Since that day, 7 years ago, there has been at least one great fire in my own life. A really big, destructive, “burn it all” kind of fire. It was unexpected, the fault of humans (me, mostly), and devastating. While I am no wildfire expert, I am pretty versed in burning your own life to the ground... and here’s what I can say for certain: From the ashes, from disaster you will rise again. Shit has to die to be reborn. Chaos is what happens right before meaningful and transformative growth. So if you’re sitting in a chair with crazy eyes, watching everything you thought you wanted and worked for go up in flames around you... take heart dear friend. Once the last little ember smolders to ash, you will see the sprout of personal growth. And your rebirth will be gorgeous. The rubble is fertilizer for the new, stronger, wiser, more woke you. Trust me.
Have you ever been driving and mid-yawn, right when your mouth is wider than it should naturally go, caught the eye of a passing driver? You know you looked scary af just then. Not hot. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ We all say it. “Don’t compare your real life to someone’s edited online version.” Right. Right right right. But we all still do it. A little. Let’s be honest. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Okay, well maybe you never fall into that trap. But I sure do. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I even KNOW it. I choose my pictures sorta carefully. There are usually 5 of the same shot. I make them black and white so I can stand myself and add a message that we all need to hear. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ One might assume that because I’m handing out these gold nuggets, I don’t need them. One would assume wrong. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ If I’m saying it or posting it or preaching it- it’s because I need to know it, remember it, relearn it, commit it to memory... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Because the struggle is real.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ And yet it isn’t. We (okay, I) choose the struggle because we (again, I) so easily forget about the other million moments that exist between one shareable thing and the next. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ And those silly, mundane, zombie yawn or half-nose pick moments all add up. To a whole life. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ What’s the dang point? To lean into the wide-mouth yawn when you lock eyes with another driver. Bond a little. Or let them wonder if the apocalypse has begun. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Now take that and make it meta. You probs don’t feel like posting about the weird in-between place you’re at. Nothing is happening... you’re not on vacay... it feels like everyone else is... you’ve got more debt than you want and less direction than you need. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ And I hear you. Oh honey, I hear you. But we can’t forgo this middle moment, between one good thing and the next. And it doesn’t have to feel like a struggle. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Honor it. Embrace it. Lean into it. Post about it. And if nothing else, know I am right there with you. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Follow @indiangelajones for more commiseration, uplifting, subtle bitching and most of all - light. 💡
What is a teeny tiny thing you can celebrate today? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I am loving and honoring the prickly feeling of the sun stabbing my shoulders and turning my cheeks pink. If you can’t choose a different thing, choose how you view the thing you’ve got.
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