
When exactly did it happen?
That moment...
When did we stop CHOOSING our lives, and begin DEFAULTING to them.
Half-living each day as a reaction to the constant barrage of never-ending to-do lists, social obligations, work functions, status updates, and more? Pummeled by reactive, autopilot busyness, rather than living life as an expression of who we really are. Of what matters most. Of that delicious, brilliant, soulful, and vital part of us that yearns not only to see the light of day, but also to be seen. To be heard. To be relished, loved, embraced, held. Celebrated.
When was the moment...
Where we walked away from what we once dreamed of being and becoming and the life we dreamed of living. Ceding the quest to “craft” an existence with intention to breathlessly try not to crumble, while we do all we can to not fall too far behind.
Getting ahead? In our dreams.
Truth is, for most of…