I've got to admit that during the first few years on my fertility journey, I would have scoffed at the mindset hacks that I now teach women across the globe.
I would have rolled my eyes at the idea of getting coaching.
I thought that I needed to focus on more "practical" things.
I thought that I didn't need any of that "feminine woo-hooery."
I thought the approach of "suppress, compartmentalize, and pretend it's all good," which I learned while I was a sexual assault prosecutor, would work just as "well" for struggling with my fertility.
Holding it together during a trial is one thing--allowing myself to be eaten alive by what I was going through on this journey was another.
This journey chews away at us in ways that make our usual, judgment laden coping mechanisms glaringly inadequate.
I have so much compassion for that well-intentioned, but woefully misguided version of myself and I am so glad my wiser-self put her in a Ronda Rousey style arm-bar.
You see the same inner voice that poo-pooed me getting the support I needed, was the same twisted voice that kept me believing:
- I was unlovable.
- I was worthless.
- I was broken.
- I was less of a woman.
- I was never going to be a Mom.
Don't do that to yourself.
That kind of low-vibe shit blocks miracles.
I know this because transforming those ridiculous stories was a critical piece of the puzzle for me calling in my miracle and the miracles that show up in the lives of the women I coach with all over the world.
If it all came down to simply having the right treatment, then most of us would have been "one and done," right?
Happy outcomes are often the product of a confluence of goodness.
Therefore you can't afford to neglect what's going on between your temples--it just may be the missing piece.
This week I invite you to consider a 7 word rhyme that can help you blast the blocks that might be keeping you stuck:
Feel it, so you can heal it.
Give yourself permission to feel what you need to feel without judgment.
Feel the feelings, so you can harvest the wisdom.
If you need to have a really ugly, Kim K style cry, do it.
If there is a serious conversation you need to have, do it.
If there is a boundary you need to set, do it.
Want support? Get it.
Isn't your dream of being a Mom worth the effort?
I wasted years caught up in my own toxic drama on this journey and I share this with you, so you don't have to!
This pink-haired, pink-stilettoed, sassy-pants wants you to have your miracle.
Feel it. Heal it. Rock it.
Lots of love,
Intrigued? Here's an exercise to take this to the next level...
What do you need to allow yourself to feel?
What truth have you been running from?
These are perfect questions for you to journal about.
Spend the time.
Feel what comes up, honestly and authentically.
If things get intense, seek the help of a professional.
Do you yourself the favor and the HONOR of owning this.
Harvest the wisdom that comes through. It can directly contribute to your healing and spark some badass confidence.
Stretch yourself. Remember, it's about progress, NOT perfection.
Want extra accountability? Comment on this blog and tell me how it's going.