I am a terrible liar and can’t hide how I’m feeling in the slightest. I think this is my “thinking” face. Much to ponder. I’m hosting an upcoming intimate retreat based on my work in right livelihood. It’s a life strategy reset and it’s sparked a lot of inquiry, but fewer registrations than we anticipated. (By comparison my last retreat sold out via text within a day.) This is okay by me - the smaller the group the more deep and magical we go. But the curious thing is how many people are peeking around the curtain. We can tell because email software provides analytics like open rates and click through, time on a page, cart abandons and more. We can see people are curious. Wanting something. Seeking. And maybe this just isn’t it. But there’s something that resonates - and yet many have been just shy of being able to commit. Many others stepped in, only to pull back out again. I’m struck though by how many people are listening. Lingering to learn more. Inquiring about various aspects of this little boutique conference. Trying to picture themselves in it but just not called to claim it. It’s by the beach It’s small by design It’s not a cookie cutter formula Each person will craft a path that applies to them specifically using well tested frameworks And yet it’s hard to come together. I’ve been asking myself the questions…What makes us gather or not gather? What makes us claim or not claim? It’s not just others, I feel it too. Why are we so ______? Is it capacity? resistance? (I struggle with resistance esp due to circumstances related to chronic illness and general life fuckery and so I really get it. Honestly, it’s exhausting but very real.) Whatever the reason it seems clear many of us are in a sort of limbo. Bridegewalking between what was and what will be. We are in the mushy middle of the imago cells - no longer a caterpillar, but not quite ready to emerge to see what kind of butterfly we’ve become. We know there is no going back to the before times. We all feel it. We aren’t who we were before, but I think haven’t quite figured out who we are becoming. New times New challenges New opportunities New insights New longings The cool thing about the *work* that I do is that I’ve gotten to help a ton of people claim little shifts in their life and livelihood that have had huge impacts down the line. Changes to their health. Their relationships. Sometimes their geography. Often their prosperity. Always their sense of purpose, magic and gratitude. And my own right livelihood has shifted along the way too. Covid sent my world spinning - Cricket, myself, long Covid, fires, storms exploding showers, narcissist abuse (a story for another time), new diagnoses, grief, gratitude, the gamut - it’s full on full wheel living. But the amazing thing is my livelihood has followed and changed and moved with me. As cloudy * clear as it could be. It’s had to follow… My energy My health My family My needs My passion My purpose My leadership My sacred promises My heart is my North Star My family and my kids my everything And my work is my soul calling That’s the weaving. I’m thankful beyond words. I’m along for the ride, in for the journey, and in awe of having the chance to live it all. Big or little Grief or gold Asking all the big questions (too) Steady as she goes Grateful. 365 days of gratitude…day 177 (177/ 365/y13) #365DaysofGratitude #GratitudeGirl #DailyGratitude #EverydayMagic #gratefulone #littlethings #grateful #olgratitudegirl #rightlivelihood

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