Talking about money is a BAD thing: true or false?

Talking about money is a BAD thing: true or false?

Sometimes I wonder if I’m the only person who feels the way I do. That insatiable PULL from inside of me.  That gnawing at my insides to release what I feel. When I watch other people living their lives, I notice that it usually goes a little something like this –  Wake up (unwillingly) Eat breakfast (sometimes) Go to work (again, unwillingly) Hate your life for 8+ hours  Come back home Make dinner (boxed Mac & Cheese, anyone? Mama’s tired!) Veg out on the couch for a few hours Go to bed later than you probably should Wake up and do it all over again I’m not saying EVERYONE lives like this, of course, but MOST do. And I’m sure there are some people who actually LOVE their job and LOVE that this is what their life looks like. And if that’s the case, AWESOME. I’m happy for those people. If that’s what success looks like to them, they should keep it up. But for me –  And this is where I often feel like an outsider to most people –  That’s simply not enough. I want MUCH more than that. I want the multiple $100-Million dollar company. I want the private jet and luxury travel. I want the reality TV show that gets picked up for 5+ seasons. I want the family business. I want the high-end team that works with me. I want the gorgeous house on the beach. I want the sexy vehicles in my driveway.  I want the animal sanctuary and charity. I want to big the biggest donor to my other favorite charities. I want...
THIS is absolutely critical to your success

THIS is absolutely critical to your success

On my 31st birthday (today!) when my husband asked what I wanted to do, I immediately said “GUNS”. He was less than enthusiastic about it, but he humored me and we went to the shooting range so I could fire me some weapons. And from the second I held the pistol in my hand, I knew it was a match made in heaven. Is it strange that even when I was really young, I knew I wanted to own a gun? At first it was “just for protection”, which eventually graduated into “because they’re fucking sexy and badass - and also - for protection!”. And today, yep –  Solidified that! It’s a shame that it’s so difficult to own a gun in Canada. Which makes my dream of living in Cali that much more appealing and on the radar with what I want in life. 😉 On the way to lunch, my husband and I were talking about our experience at the shooting range and he commented that, although he thought it was fun, he didn’t see why some people loved it so much and wanted to do it all the time. To which I asked: “you mean people like me?” because now that I got a taste for it, OF COURSE I want to go back and do it again. Maybe I’ll even get my license and become a member, a regular, someone they end up seeing all the time!  Sounds like my idea of a good time.  Anyway –  I didn’t intend to talk to you about guns today, what I really wanted to talk about is doing...
For those days when you just don’t give a fuck

For those days when you just don’t give a fuck

You know, there are days that I really, TRULY, just don’t give a fuck. Don’t care what people think. Don’t care what people say. Don’t care what people do. Just give a shit about ME. I’m selfish. I think of ME. Always. But I also think of YOU and what YOU need to hear, which is, I believe, this –  It’s okay to not give a fuck sometimes! In fact, I’m willing to stand up and say it’s NECESSARY and even - GASP - normal!  You were not born to care what others think of you, so why DO you? Are they paying your bills? Are they facilitating YOUR dream life? Are you their freaking PUPPET? Grow a pair of brass ovaries and GET ON WITH YOUR BADASS SELF. Allow yourself to say what you want, do what you want, and simply –  Be who you ARE.  Fuck anyone who disagrees! Who tries to sell you another way. Who even attempts to convince you that your opinion is WRONG. How dare they!  But you know better. You’re aware of who you are and you’re cool with that. You know you’re a bit “over the top” for most. You know you have a strong opinion that many don’t agree with. And while you’re okay with it, it can sometimes feel lonely, can’t it? Feeling like you’re the ONLY one who thinks how you think Who does what you do and WANTS to do what you want to do Who simply can’t understand how you got thrown into a land of SHEEP A bunch of FOLLOWERS A bunch of WANNABES A...
I’m sick of lying and not being honest. So here’s the truth –

I’m sick of lying and not being honest. So here’s the truth –

When was the last time you allowed yourself to be 100% HONEST? Honest about what you want Honest about what you don’t Honest about how you feel Honest about where you are Honest about what you need Can you say that you’re being completely honest in every area of your life, with yourself, and with others? I think we all have a bit of mystery to us. I think we all keep secrets, even from ourselves at times, but deep down, we want to be heard. We want to share our truths.  You know what I mean? OF COURSE you’re not trying to be secretive. OF COURSE you’re not actually TRYING to hide anything. OF COURSE you’re fucking human and have real feelings and real emotions.  Of course! And yet – You keep hiding. You don’t allow yourself to speak up or to say what’s REALLY on your mind. You’re afraid you might make someone unhappy. You’re worried that someone might take what you say out of context and freak out.  And I GET that you have these feelings come up. I have times that I really want to say something, but I don’t, because I’m scared of what the outcome will be, but I know that if I don’t do it –  If I don’t honor my feelings –  I will regret it.  And there will be that sense of resentment there, which is no one’s fault but my own. I don’t want to hurt anybody. I want everyone to like me because I like everybody (for the most part, ha!). I pride myself on being insanely loyal, but...
4 daily tasks that make you money and why you need to make them a priority

4 daily tasks that make you money and why you need to make them a priority

This morning I didn’t feel like doing much of anything.  I got up and journaled, because that’s the ONE thing I will always do, because I know that it just WORKS at getting me the results I want, in EVERY area of my life –  But then I was like –  Now what? And my brain tried to tell me I should go upstairs and rest for a bit. I should have a nap. My sleeping has been fucked up the past 2 weeks. I’ve been cranky and out of whack most of the time.  So here I am, sitting in bed, smart enough to bring my laptop so I don’t have an excuse to lie down, and I can’t shut it off. Can’t turn my brain off. I’m nestled under the blankets and my eyelids are heavy and I WANT to sleep, I WANT to just let myself close my eyes and drift off for a little while. But then I remember I have a fucking job to do. I have lives to change, including my own! Rest will come later. Sleep will come later. Right now I need to own my shit and get the fuck on with it. Perhaps you’ve felt the same from time to time. Rearing to go and then starting.. stopping.. starting.. stopping. Can’t seem to catch a break so WHY even bother? I’ll tell you why you bother –  Because your community needs you. The people that follow you and see how you show up and live your life, the people you inspire on a daily basis without you really even realizing...