I often say I don’t have regrets but that’s bullshit. I do. I have A LOT. I regret throwing myself… Read more Regret is Time Wasted
Don’t forget to breathe.
There is no rewind button, and the only pause we should be pressing is when we need to reset our stance. With our chest full of air, shoulders back, and fists on hips… A motherf**king powerhouse.
“Right! This morning is going to go smoothly. No yelling. No fighting. Treasuring every moment. Be present… blah. Blah. blah.” Nek minute…
Am I adulting right? Is there such a thing? How come this is so hard….
No, this isn’t a letter from your child-self. An apology. An acknowledgement of some past trauma or insecurity. No, this is not another of those letters. This is a letter from your future self…
If you can be anything… be kind.
It’s like having only one oar in the water you’re just going round and round in circles. Never getting anywhere but completely bloody exhausted all the same…
Since when did “busy” and “exhaustion” become the tools to measure success? What if you weren’t born to wear the Badge of Hustle? Read on…
“Look how much you have, look how far you’ve come, look how fast it happened, and, you have to admit, how easy it was.
All despite your fears, worries, and self-doubts.
You crack us up,