My ego died and I decided to get my butt kicked to pull myself out of the muddle

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Living in fear is a trap.

It was one of those weeks where reality made me sad, but my sadness didn’t make me weak.

I spent a lot of time thinking about my family, the role I played in my family for years,  and the fact that life is so precious, but also fragile.

I felt inspired to be more creative, but equally overwhelmed not knowing what to do or where to start because there is so much that I want to do…

I felt thankful to be exactly where I am right here and now with who I am.

Then we made an edible and took a tiny bite and with that I’m pretty sure my ego died…

I felt anti-social and just wanted to curl up into a ball.  And then I felt sad and woke up the next day feeling sad not knowing why.  Just sad.

I kept on feeling sad and I knew that this could go one of two ways.  I could call it a rest day,  continue feeling sad, and isolate myself, but why do this without even knowing why?  Or I could push myself.  I could push myself to wake up, hydrate then at least try to do my workout and some yoga.

I did and I was glad that I did.  It felt good to get my body moving, heart beating, skin glowing.

There are times when rest is necessary and then there are times when we need to push ourselves to feel more alive and last night I am glad that I did.

I took action and that is how I pulled myself out of the muddle.

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