Just allow it.

Let it out.

There’s this thing inside of you that’s wanting to come out and play. That’s been patiently waiting for such a long time.

And you might have some guilt around this. You might fear resentment and accusations…

How could you lock me away and leave me all alone for so long?!

But don’t worry. There’s none of that.

There is just this unconditional willingness to play. This desire to move you and move through you.

That’s your creativity. The real you.

The creative artist that you set aside for whatever reason.

No judgement here. I’m sure you had your reasons. They are yours and yours alone. Maybe it was about keeping you safe. About survival. Of fitting in. Of being accepted.

And if you have no idea what I’m talking about then this message might not be for you. Which is perfect! Feel free to move on with your day…

But if you’re feeling even a twinge of recognition… then stay with me a little longer.

If you turned your back on who you really are (and at some point, we have ALL done this to some extent!)…If you locked away that special, spunky part of yourself that used to light you up, again for whatever reason…

I’m here to tell you that now is the time to reconnect. Now is the time to give yourself permission to be utterly you. The real you. No holds barred. No watering down. No censoring. Or filtering.

No more twisting and contorting yourself into who you THINK you have to be in order to fit in, survive, get an A+, get ahead, be successful and yet completely unfulfilled.

The world needs the REAL you.

The you who is a powerful force to be reckoned with. The you who is crazy creative, whose imagination knows no bounds, who has stories to tell that are beyond belief and yet unbelievably good.

I’ll give you credit for doing a damn good job of fooling everyone (and maybe even yourself) into thinking you’re someone who you’re not. You get a fucking gold star for performing, competing, succeeding in your chosen field.

You’ve been the good girl. The good wife and mother. The one person everyone can always count on. The successful, high achieving career driven superwoman.

You have worked damn hard!

Yet, there’s something still isn’t sitting right with you.

There are twinges of regret. Fleeting perhaps but persistent.

Questions that begin with “What IF?”

And they are easy enough to brush off.

Because on paper and from the outside looking in, you have everything you have ever wanted. You should be grateful. And you are. You shouldn’t want more. But you do.

And that feels so SELFISH.

Why should you want more???

Because deep down, at the end of the day you know that you haven’t activated this part of you that has always existed, ever since you can remember.

And because you’re not allowing all of you to come out, you feel like a fraud. A super successful fraud, but a fraud nonetheless!

And denying this part of yourself means you have to be someone else in order to survive. And as good as you are at putting on this act each and every day, it is so incredibly, fucking draining.

Let’s be honest, putting on a successful act takes an awful lot of energy. You’ve got to constantly be aware of what other people think of you. And most likely, because you’re playing the part of this successful superwoman, you’ve got to work extra hard to make everything happen.

You can’t ask for help. You’ve only got yourself to rely on.

And you can’t let anyone inside. Not really.

Because then you would have to admit that the real you is NOT the superwoman people see and interact with everyday.

And the ironic thing is that you ARE a superwoman! But you’re just not using your true superpowers because at some point in your journey, you believed that those powers were wrong or bad or silly or stupid or not worthy of anyone’s time or attention.

Let me share a little bit about my story. Maybe you can relate.

I am the youngest of 3 children in my family. And as far back as I can honestly remember, I wanted to be a writer. So much so in fact that I taught myself to write when I was 3 because I saw my brother’s reading and writing and I couldn’t wait until I was old enough to go to school and learn how to do it “properly”.

I loved writing stories and would completely lose myself in the process. And reading books was by far my favorite pastime. I was a voracious reader and an avid writer, locking myself into my room to write hundreds of pages, filling notebook after notebook with stories.

And then in high school, I began to receive messages like: Writers don’t make any money. It’s too competitive. It’s a tough industry to succeed in. Writing isn’t a responsible career.

And I started to develop my own thoughts like, I don’t have anything original to say. I’m not creative enough. I’m not good enough. No one’s going to want to listen to me.

And so over time, I decided to put my desire to be a writer “on the shelf” and pursue more “responsible” careers.

Long story short…those excursions into more responsible careers never worked out very well in the end! Oh, I’d be successful. I’d climb the ladder and get the top jobs. But I always ended up feeling dead inside, completely drained, and incredibly numb.

Life had no luster. No spark. It felt like sleepwalking. Or being submerged under water. Not fully present

Does any of this sound familiar?

Where in your life have you put your gifts and talents on the shelf so to speak and turned your back?

Honestly, it’s probably a fucking logical reaction to the environment you were living in at the time! It’s a way to protect yourself in a way. To keep yourself safe.

Hide the real you away so you don’t have to worry about being rejected.

But that was then and this is now.

Even if you chose to set aside your deepest dreams and desires, what do you choose to do today?

Do you choose to continue to deny ALL of you? Do you believe that it’s already game over? Too late?

And I’m not talking you’ve got to make some major commitment here or make a sudden move like quit your job, or leave your relationship or move to Thailand and wait tables or something like that.

But how about you just explore what’s possible for you right now?

How about you start with giving yourself the permission to be 100% fucking you?

What would that look like?

If you were 100% you, what would you be doing?

How would it feel?

Can we just start there please?

Because you NEED to be 100%.

And the world needs you to be 100%.

We’ve got enough frauds, fakes, and charlatans.

Fuck that.

Let’s let the real you out to play. I can’t wait!

Remember, you’re such a weirdo. And I love that about you!

Hugs

Kim