Live Fully Alive

Intuitive Living for the Modern Woman

 
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Wake Up. Find Your Voice. Become Fully Alive.

 
 
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Alright ladies and gents: It's time for you to go on your PLEASURE HUNT. I talked about this on my latest podcast episode (take a listen if you haven't already/link in bio), but finding little everyday pleasures helps you move out of a stressed out survival focused life. When we experience pleasure, we become fully alive. Not just numbing out. Not just existing. But LIVING! So what brings YOU pleasure??? Get curious today and find 3 things that light you up! Make you laugh. Or lose track of time. Everyone finds different things pleasurable so list your 3 things in the comments below. ⬇️⬇️⬇️ I'd love some new ideas!
I sent this picture to my friend @lindsleybrooks last night on my way to an event. She said: “FLAWLESS! 😍😍😍” I quickly responded back and said, “Seriously?!! I feel kinda maternal.” She snapped back, “Nooo. Own it. You look stunning!!” In that moment, I had a choice. Shrink and feel self conscious all night. (I can’t tell you how many times I’ve chosen this 1st option only to have an absolutely miserable night) Or...tilt my head up and own it. Because the reality is, it doesn’t matter what I looked like...it mattered what I was telling myself. And so I checked my insecurity out the door and decided to have a great time. I gave myself permission to release my insecurities. And so now to be an advocate for myself, I am posting this picture. I am owning it. I am stepping out and claiming my radiance and beauty. I am allowing myself to be seen. For me. And...I think my hair looked bomb so I want to make sure to capture that too😂!
To all the workaholics out there. To all the moms out there. To all the starved. This one is for you. For years I was totally checked out of life. I was simply going through the motions. I didn't feel, I didn't cry, I didn't laugh often. I didn't know real love, real joy, or real happiness. I only knew to buffer my sad reality. I drank, I ate, I numbed out with tv, and I slept. Life had no pleasure. No play. No fun. I was merely existing. For years... I was in a fog. Internally starving. Starving for connection. Starving to feel anything. Starving for life. I was dead inside. And the saddest part of all...IT FELT LIKE HOME. But there was this tiny little flame that still flickered inside of me. It grew when I watched movies of women following their dreams, or when I read a passage in a book that inspired me, or when I drummed up enough courage to paint. Little by little I started to prioritize pleasure. I began to ask...What makes me come alive? What makes me smile? What will keep me up for hours? What will fill me up just a little today? And then I began to look to clues. Clue: When I laughed. Clue: When I forgot what time it was. Clue: When I cried. Clue: When I told someone else about it. Clue: When that sense of belonging came over me. And curiosity led to desire and desire led to passion and passion led to purpose and purpose led to joy and joy led to gratitude and gratitude lead to fulfillment. I got my life back again. I woke up. I am alive. And it began with this beautiful pleasure hunt. ❤️And if you need a little support, listen to my latest podcast episode: "3 REASONS WHY YOU NEED TO PRIORITIZE PLEASURE NOW" ❤️