It’s a day.

What’s that word for when you feel like you fucked up? Maybe it’s just that.

It feels like I fucked up a lot this week, which is mostly in large part due to operating at a lower vibration. Debbie Downer making her way to the main stage.

I’m called to remember the retreat I went to last month, that this kind of talk isn’t productive and further, would you talk to your baby self this way. Of course I wouldn’t, and I know that I didn’t make any life threatening decisions, just have a heavy daunting of fuckedupness.

So, what do I do now? I create space for these feelings, I acknowledge them, I allow myself to trace where it comes up for me and which phase of Amy is bubbling to the surface. I then take a moment to express gratitude for being in a safe space to be able to feel my feelings.

For me, it’s sitting in bed typing this while snugging two puppies with the window open. Gratitude.

I also understand that a new part of Amy needs healing so I honor her and seek out her pain. I will support and love her, I will have her back. We’re in this together after all.

There are days of fuckedupness, my advice to you is to never just switch on autopilot and plow through - it will come back faster and stronger each time until you allow yourself to feel it, to love it, and to send it on its way.

Be aware of who and what is around you when these feelings of pain or struggle arise - I was told by a wise person today that those feelings are an invitation to check in. I embrace and subscribe.

Give yourself grace and compassion as you move from fuckedupness to Imokayness. Trust yourself.