MORE or LESS & ABUNDANCE: The epidemic of overwhelm and anxiety that MORE can sweep up the very soul of us into worldly weather patterns of not enough and constantly needing more. Marketing has become part of our social fabric. It’s influencing us from every direction. Screens pushing out more and more — bits of information and data — influencing and pushing behaviors is now the world we live in.
“Have the audacity to be authentic.” This statement feels bold, something brave people say. Or it’s an option we use when the time is right. It can be a permission pass we give ourselves to show up more fully, but only if conditions are right enough to take action. Make the decision. Speak up. Raise our hands, and say, “Yes, count me in!’ or “No, count me out”. Being authentic can also sound like a really nice extra-curricular activity we do when the picture-perfect life has arrived.
Today… I show up. Speak Up. And let my light shine! I absolutely know this is how you can activate your most natural state of power. It’s how we come into the world as a child. All great change in our lives and in the world comes from our willingness to fully show up to the moment, the day and all that is… in the here and now.
Speak up and show up to what is truthful to the moment, situation and what is… and your light will shine brighter. In doing this most powerful act, everything shifts into a better place of change. Once this mantra unveiled these words to me… I found myself repeating these words so easily with effortless grace over and over….
Let your light shine. Show up. Speak up. Start today.
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I wanted to post something last night about being “authentic” I wrestled with the words. I didn’t want it to sound cliche about a phrase that is thrown around a lot. I wanted to find the right way to express the magic power authenticity carries if we have the courage to be authentic in the most simplest ways.
I deleted the words from the FB status and copied them into the notes on my phone to save for later. Then this morning my mom called.
She began telling me a story about her travels over the past weekend. She was at a professional convention with my dad which included success motivation topics. During a presentation my mom saw a woman who appeared very sad, a few rows over. Her face was red and she looked like she had been crying. My mom said she couldn’t stop thinking of this womAuthenticity in Actionan while listening to the presentation. She said there was an energetic pull, almost like a magnetic draw she couldn’t stop toward the woman.