So now that I have identified this feeling as something we
all experience when we make life transitions, my mind has felt a lot clearer. I
am letting go of the exclamation marks. The, this ship is sinking, feeling.
Ah, doesn’t it always feel better when we make sense of our
emotions? It’s actually really refreshing to accept that the old me is
officially falling away and the new me is preparing for better things!
But, still, this month is about passion.
So something I have realized that feels foreign to me, but
it ties my last post to this one as well, which is a weird karmic universe
thing that I always notice. Anyway…
I think I have become passionate about health and fitness.
Insert big eye emoji here.
It’s LOTS of people’s passion so it’s not special. But for
me, it’s weird and definitely special.
I enjoy working out and cooking healthy, but more than that
I feel really passionate about fueling your body with the good, good. About
working out because you LOVE yourself. I feel passionate about encouraging
women to accept their worthiness.
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