“Who do you admire?” I asked my client.
“Well...Tony Robbins, Rachel Hollis, You, Brendon Burchard.”
I stopped in my tracks. Just to be listed among that list of my mentors - I mean, words of affirmation are my love language, and I received an avalanche at that moment. Holy moly. “Receive it. Receive it,” I thought. I did and then from that place I asked her…
“Why? What is it you admire them?”
So many people out there are so busy counting how many followers they have - do I have more or fewer followers?
Yet, “influencers” with audiences, or at least follower counts way bigger than mine are broke and struggling to monetize their audience - struggling to make even 4-figures a month, let alone five.
...But they’ve got a FOLLOWING.
And that’s the problem.
I’ve been head down, knuckles up on my keyboard for the past two weeks getting Mindful Meals ready to see the world. It’s been a journey, five years in the making - tears, frustration, joy, liberation, freedom, and tons and tons of words scrapped on the cutting room floor as I piece together the flow.
It’s been a learning experience for sure.
15 years ago when I started working in Hollywood, I interned at a production office as the script reader. It was my job to read through the stacks and stacks of script submissions, write a treatment, and then judge which ones get passed off to the producers to read.
I loved it. And I hated it.
Thank God I didn’t have to meet the writers because as a recovering people-pleaser that would have made my job ten times harder. I wanted to give everyone a shot. I read so many scripts that were “good try’s” but were just...not good.
I wanted to help them. One of my...
Do you live for those precious morning hours? Do you love the smell of the crisp, fresh morning air when it’s still dark out?
If you had told me when I was 16 that I would easily be waking up at 4:15 every morning...and LOVE it...I would have said you’re on something.
Back then I was a total night owl.
Burn the midnight oil!
That was my motto.
My best friend and I would jokingly, and kind of seriously call each other late in the evening with questions about school projects. Sometimes we’d just call each other in solidarity of working together past midnight...even if we weren’t working on the same project.
Then, there was a time in between when I first started teaching Pilates where I tried to do both early mornings with 6 AM clients and late nights at networking events in Hollywood or pounding away on my keyboard writing the latest draft of a screenplay. Sure, I’d take a siesta in between. And that worked through my twenties, but not so much now...
“The early bird gets the worm.”
“Early to bed early to rise makes a man (or woman) healthy, wealthy, and wise.”
I could go on and on with a slew of morning routine quotes and cliches (hey, they’re cliches for a reason) about how important taking some time for yourself in the mornings can be.
Here’s the thing…
It doesn’t matter whether you roll out of bed, into your clothes, to then go about your day, or you wake up every morning like a Stepfordpreneur at 4:30 AM to be at the gym in full hair and makeup by 5 AM, or if you’re militaristic about your harsh morning routine of black coffee, cold showers, and perfectly made beds.
For me, I’ve tried at least 4,635 types of morning routines.
They’ve evolved as the demands of my life have changed.
In high school, I was 100% asleep till the last minute, “Just five more minutes,...
Ever had the belief that you couldn’t be ALL of yourself? That you had to hide some part of you in order to bring in customers or charge higher prices or do anything in your business?
When I made the shift from Pilates into solely High-Performance Coaching. Pilates was like the ex-husband I didn’t want to talk about or have anyone know about because I had the belief that it would somehow make me “less qualified” as a coach. Pshaw.
Isn’t it funny how our egos can trick us with silly little lies?
It wasn’t until this lockdown started that I came to terms and realized - Pilates WAS my coaching training ground.
I put in my 10,000+ hours teaching Pilates.
I trained and coached hundreds and hundreds of bodies over the 13 years I taught.
I learned how to listen on a deeper level beyond the words to the tiny micro-muscle...
I used to be habit-obsessed. And, no I don’t mean I was obsessed with nuns, even though I did go to a Catholic school. I was obsessed with having PERFECT habits. Impeccable. Immutable. Consistent AF Habits.
I’d write them all down in my color-coded pens in my planner, in proper Virgo, Type A style, each one to match the seventeen new habits that I was going to master in that year. If they needed file folders for tracking those habits, those habits would be color-coded and folded away in proper, borderline-OCD style. I was sixteen, obsessed with being perfect, bulimic, and beating my brains against the check-mark standards of habit perfection. To-do. Done. To-Do. Not done. Bad. Bad girl. Kim! To-do: Done. Good girl. You deserve a reward.
The problem was - the habits I was doing were all surface.
Back then I had some pretty crappy...
“I don’t know,” my client said to me.
My private clients know all too well that I NEVER accept that answer. Why? It blocks you off from knowing. It commands your subconscious mind to do exactly what you are commanding it to do - not know. It’s a statement that cuts you off from possibility.
“What if you did know?” I asked.
“I don’t know.” I could tell we were in a loop.
“What would this situation look like if you looked through the lenses of trust and imagination, rather than your past programming?”
The dam broke and the flood of ideas, inspiration, new possibilities was open.
Here’s the thing...
You are the fire. The all-consuming, everlasting, eternal flame.
You cook up creations, businesses, opportunities, relationships that would be cold and stale if it wasn't for you.
You illuminate the sky.
You shine brightly.
Others fear it because they don't understand it. They're scared to get close to it. They don't know how to "handle" it.
Like you could ever be "handled," reigned in, toned down - hardly.
Alive in your own authenticity.
Dazzling in your vibrancy.
A beacon, ablaze for the world to see.
Let's ignite the sky together.
Let's set this world ablaze with love and light.
Let's turn up the heat on your desires and go ALL-IN.
This offer is ON FIRE.
Literally and it is ablaze with possibility.
Remember, your reign...
“I don’t do lines.”
My then-boyfriend looked at me astonished. We were at this swanky club in Santa Barbara and there was a line outside the door of schoolies.
My then man - possibly the reason why he was a then and not a now - was prepared to head to the back of the line like cattle and wait his turn, for permission, for whatever...
I was not.
I walked straight up to the security guard told him I was there to see a client of mine - all true. Flashed him a smile, maybe even a wink, and he pulled back that velvet rope and let us in.
I saw a couple of the mouths of the schoolies stare perplexed, in awe, aghast that this woman could be so bold.
My then man looked at me under the hum of the neon lights stunned.
Un-freaking-apologetic. Cool as cucumber water on a hot summer day. And confident AF. Queenly, some might say.
It was at that moment I claimed a piece of me.
“You are so fearless. I just so admire what you did - I mean, just choosing to stay in Australia! That’s so brave. I see myself doing that.”
I didn’t know what to say. I was wrapping up a session with one of my private clients and this was what she said.
It was then that it hit me.
They are watching what you do.
They are watching how you respond.
They are watching how you show up or don’t.
They are watching who you are.
They are watching your choices.
For many of my clients, us making the decision to stay in Australia and extend our visa for the foreseeable year showed EVERYTHING they desire…
The freedom to travel.
The courage to do that.
The fearlessness to defy other people’s fears of what a “normal” life looks like and instead…
JUST. FREAKING. DO. IT.
But it’s not only your clients who are...