Are you scared of being judged? Ridiculed? Hated on? Ever think….

What will they think if I do…

What’ll they say if you share…

I could never do XYZ because then they would think...

First of all - who TF is this elusive “they” who are scaring you out of doing your soul work?

And secondly…

Look, Queen...

The ones who judge you, belittle you, mock you, aren’t the ones who are doing it. 

You put yourself out there.

You do the freaking work.

You show up.

You dive in.

You go deep.

You face those f*cking demons. 

You fight your own fears like a warrior as you march into the arena to claim your power.

Let the spectators say what they will.

The ones who judge you will NEVER be the ones who are doing it.

Now hear me out Queen, because it’s time for some tough love...

Judgment is NOT feedback, constructive criticism, or calling you on bullshit excuses. 

That’s actually compassion.

That’s LOVE in action.

...

Don’t like being manipulated? Ugh, me neither. So, stop hiding ALL of who you are.

Authenticity is the antithesis of manipulation.

Faking it.

Pretending.

Trying not to make waves.

Not wanting to rock the boat. 

Playing nice so that people will like you.

Hiding your truth.

WHEN YOU DON’T HONOR YOUR TRUTH IN YOUR RELATIONSHIPS, YOU’RE ACTUALLY MANIPULATING PEOPLE INTO LOVING OR LIKING A FALSE VERSION OF YOU.

I’ll be honest, I used to do this ALL. THE. TIME. 

My mom jokes that throughout most of my early twenties, I was like Julia Roberts in Runaway Bride. 

A chameleon in my relationships.

Showing men only the sides of me that I thought that they thought they wanted in order to be loved. 

And it worked until it didn’t.

Until my soul begged for authenticity, truth, and REAL LOVE.

Because that’s what love is.

LOVE IS TRUTH.

I joke now that Spike was my experiment in honesty - pure, 100% raw, truth. Literally two hours before he...

While one of our core values as a company and for me personally is “Grow or Die” (hardcore, yes I know)...

At the same time, even I get scared of the growth that is to come.

Perhaps the greatest and most revered act of courage is knowing that you’re headed into a season of growth, and going forth and forward with it.

Whether you identify as a Christian or not, around the world, Jesus is praised for knowing what was going to happen to him - knowing that betrayed, ridiculed, judged, crucified - and still going through with it anyway. 

Why?

To serve.

Courage requires you to step up, at the moment, and show up, even when you don’t FEEL ready.

BUT, KNOWING IN ADVANCE THAT YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO FACE YOUR GREATEST FEARS - AND YOU STILL FORGE FORWARD...

THAT IS AN ACT OF REVERENCE.

Like the woman who forges ahead to face the man who raped her at his trial.

Like the parent who forges ahead when the diagnosis is “terminal” and they still...

Every next level requires a deepening, a recommitment, a remembrance of the vision you are creating.

When Spike and I first made the decision to stay in Australia, we made the commitment not knowing when we would return.

He thought a few weeks

I thought a few months.

And here we are over one year later.

I joke we packed for three weeks and are now staying for three years.

Back in January, a deepening to the commitment to live here happened again.

It wasn’t just my dad’s death. That was also the time our visa was about to expire. 

WE HAD A DECISION TO MAKE - A DEEPENING. A RECOMMITMENT.

1. Do we go back to family, friends, and the familiar, in the face of tragedy? 

2. Or do we continue to lean into the vision we set forth eight years ago - traveling the world, raising our kids in different countries, experiencing new cultures, and enjoying the freedom in this pandemic-free paradise?

We also had to look at the life that we were currently providing to our kids,...

Fear inspires no one. Sure, it motivates. Of course, you can really get moving with fear, but ultimately chaos and fear don’t inspire.

Inspiration is divine. It’s soul connecting with soul.

Courage is inspiration in motion.

Having the courage to admit when you’re scared.

Having the courage to go into the arena.

Having the courage to do what someone else won’t or believes they can’t.

That inspires.

Courage ignites the flame of possibility in others. Fear snuffs it out.

Inspiration is hope. 

It’s an example of the possibility that there can be something greater, something beyond, something worth going for.

ACTS OF COURAGE LEAD TO PURPOSE.

For usually, when you’re acting with courage, you don’t know how it’s going to play out. Heck - whoever does!

Courage is taking that aligned action, and moving forward in faith.

It’s Divine.

It’s aligned.

It’s not always what someone else said you “should” do or...

Ever not “feel ready?” Like, someday, somewhere, out there in the future, there will be a day when you feel ready to take that leap, move to that country, start that business, find that relationship, have that baby.

Look, I can tell you honestly...

I don’t feel ready. For any of it.

But then again, I never did. 

I didn’t feel ready to leave my ex.

I didn’t feel ready to become a partner in a quarter of a million-dollar start-up.

I didn’t feel ready to commit to a relationship with Spike. 

I didn’t feel ready to be bought out of my eCommerce business.

I didn’t feel ready to hire a coach.

I didn’t feel ready to coach.

I didn’t feel ready to start another business. 

I didn’t feel ready to start having sales calls.

I didn’t feel ready to have a baby.

I didn’t feel ready to move to Australia.

I didn’t feel ready to take my income to multiple 5-figure months.

I didn’t feel ready to...

I don’t feel the need to perform. I don’t feel the need to achieve a fucking thing right now.

I am totally 100% content at this moment with just being.

And I’m sitting with the weirdness and the greatness of that.

I MEAN HOW OFTEN, AS A HIGH ACHIEVER, AS PARENTS, AS BUSINESS OWNERS, DO WE GIVE OURSELVES THE PERMISSION TO JUST BE?

To NOT do?

To NOT perform?

To NOT achieve anything other than full presence and enjoyment at this moment?

To NOT “be on” all the time for everyone. 

To NOT need to achieve any goal other than being?

And to actually be 100% content and okay with that?

It’s one thing to compare yourself to others and how they are performing, what they are doing.

It’s totally another thing to compare yourself to a past version of yourself.

At some point we evolve beyond looking to other people to compare ourselves to - we know that’s a lose-lose scenario.

But, comparing ourselves to ourselves - well, how do we escape that?

...

I don’t write content to write content. 

I don’t do it because I “have” to. 

I don’t make podcasts because it’s the latest coolest thing that all the “legit” coaches are doing. 

I didn’t start a Youtube channel to be cool or to get a Streamy or to be some “influencer.”

I don’t send emails because I “need to stay in touch with my list.”

I don’t sell my courses to just hawk some random shit I threw together because “everyone’s got a course” these days. 

I didn’t make Mindful Monarchs just so I could have some passive income streams coming in.

And I don’t coach because it’s the latest trend, or a hot industry, or the thing that some marketing guru said I “should” do to have multiple 5-figure months. 

I DO IT FOR ONE REASON AND ONE REASON ALONE…

I can’t NOT.

I feel like my soul is starved if I don’t serve...

Ever felt out of step? Off the beat?

There is a feeling when you are living in the flow of faith and possibility...and when you’re not.

When you’re stuck in frustration and overwhelm it feels like you’re the Universe's dance partner with two left feet, tripping over yourself, fumbling, tumbling, and stumbling trying to hold it together with some modicum of grace.

Trying to find your groove can just feel so trying, right?

So stop trying.

SERIOUSLY, THAT’S A MAJOR PART OF THE PROBLEM IS YOU TRYING TO HAVE IT ALL TOGETHER WHEN YOU’RE CLEARLY IN NEED OF A RESET.
It’s in those moments of funky-off-beat rhythm that you STOP.

STOP the music.

Press pause.

Recalibrate.

Reset.

Take a breather.

Take five.

I remember back in ye olden days when I was dancing, there was one part in this Spanish dance that I just wasn’t getting. I kept trying to get it perfect in practice. My Russian teacher kept yelling at me.

“Kimberly!” he’d shout in...