It wasn’t a sudden awareness, perhaps that would have been easier.

Instead it was this consistent twinge that something wasn’t working for me anymore.

Underneath it all I thought if I admitted how I felt that I’d disappoint others.

Which could be true. But, I couldn’t go on disappointing myself. 

Little by little things that used to bring me joy began to feel heavy and flat.

I’m very good with feeling my feelings and processing things.

But, I had numerous experiences that showed others couldn’t handle me unless I was a specific way and showing up for them.

So I got very good at handling my own stuff, which is a plus in many ways.

There is so much that goes into writing these emails and blogs.

I always send the energy out that you will benefit in some way from what I share. Except I sometimes forget to ask myself what I can receive from them. 

Just as over consumption of things can be harmful to our health, so can excessive output of even creative ideas and insights. I ...