I tend to think that Sunday's are the best day of the week. Hands down.
Friday night has gotten the wiggles out, Saturday has given you time to chill out and come back into balance and then BAM, Sunday is here and you're feeling like the world is at your fingertips. Want to brunch? Duh. Want to hit up a crazy hard workout class? Definitely. Want to never put on pants and jump in a bubble bath? Absolutely. The whole "Sunday's are for lovers" is not on accident. I tend to think that Sunday is the first, and only, day out of the week that you've had just enough time to unwind from the work week to actually feel free.
...and then Monday morning hits. Damnit.
I'm known to somewhat "live for the weekends". I am constantly going out in search of new places, new faces, and new situations to immerse myself in when I have a moment away from my inbox. Or I halt all reality and dive into "me" time like nobody's business. #SelfcareSunday is taken very seriously at the Mind Right Studios.
How lame is that? Life should be about living in those Sunday moments all the time. And yes, I'm aware that might sound like a crazy delusion. I want rainbows and unicorns and my shit to sparkle too... but I actually don't think this kind of life is unattainable. If you're comfortable reaching for your truest, most authentic, most soul connected life you've got to have some serious balls. Big ol' courage balls. Because ultimately, you have to be comfortable with the potential that things might not work out.
There is a reason that people sit behind their bleak computer screens that are depressingly staring back at them for 40 years of their life. It's not because the money was "worth it" or the corporate ladder climbing "felt fulfilling". It's because they were too scared to fail trying. Fear of failure (in my opinion) is what holds everyone back from doing what they actually want to do in life - myself included.
... this is the part where I'm telling myself not to be scared and you're going to not be scared with me, right?
I'm determined to live a life that feels like a Sunday everyday. I want to feel alive, inspired, and authentically radiating what I am meant to bring to this earth. We all have a purpose for being here, and while it's all fine and dandy to say "you're meant for something - go get it", it's not always that easy. Sometimes it takes time a lot more bravery than you can muster in the moment.
So, there's that. I'm too scared to fail. But hey, I'm going to try. Little by little, step by step. I've got a Goddess Retreat in the making with a good friend of mine (shout out Kelsi, love you boo) and we are bringing all our big lofty dreams to the table. We've set an intention for ourselves and we are going for it. You've got to start somewhere, ammiright? And I'm a firm believer in the world always conspiring in your favor if you're open enough to receive it (and take chances). So here we go, giving this thing a shot.
(Updates to come post retreat!)
I encourage you to take some time to write out what it is that you want in life. What's that wish, vision or intention inside of you that is itching to come out? Write that shit down. What can you do today to get one tiny step closer to making it a reality? Give it a try. You've got nothing to lose except the rest of your life.
We've only got right now to live, folks. Might as well make everyday feel like a Sunday.