“Get over yourself already, Lara”

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“Get over yourself already, Lara!”

This is what I am repeating to myself over and over again today.   I’ve written it on index cards and posted it in several different places.  I will read it over and over and over again, for as long as I need to until I get my head out of the sand. Thought I was going to say something different there, didn’t you? LOL.   I almost did.   My head is definitely in hiding. So whatever image works!

I have never thought of myself as a particularly fear-filled person.  I’ve always thought of myself as one who sees the rays of sunshine and possibility and hope even in the darkest of places. I’ve thought of myself as one who seeks to spread positivity and encouragement and believe that for myself.    I’ve thought of myself as one who can stand strong and grounded in the face of adversity.

While I still think this leaning towards hope and possibility is true for and of me, it has become increasingly clear to me that I have allowed my deepest, dreaming self to get wrapped up in thorny branches of fear and anxiety that are twining so sharply around me that every move I make seems to cause them to tighten more painfully.  So for weeks, maybe even months, I have allowed this ever increasing fear and anxiety to leave me paralyzed.  I mean paralyzed into such a depressive, angry, terrified place that leaving my house seems near impossible at times.

Living out loud in this time and this moment – the profound commitment I made to myself about how I would live my life from the point of Russell’s death forward – has become like a shadow for me in many ways.   The more I feel anxiety around the Big Ass Leap I am taking and the fear that I am going to fail myself and my kids so hard we will end up with nothing I dream of, the quieter and more isolated I have become.   I come out of that anxiety in little, baby bursts of hopeful action; kind of like a dolphin coming up for quick breaths of air before diving back under the surface.  But leaping fully with trust into this new journey forward, with joy like a playful dolphin;  BWAHAHA  that just isn’t happening right now.

Instead, I’ve been locking myself up inside of my heart, inside of my head, and away from the world spinning around and around and around about every single thing that not only could go wrong, but also about everything that IS going wrong right now.   That fear just pours over me and through me and off me, as it twists tighter and tighter around me.  Except for those short bursts of confidence and remembering who I am and what I am all about, I am locked in a dark, thorny mess of a place with my inner critic who knows all of my red hot, “you are a failure” buttons all too well.  The terrifying, self-limiting talk inside of this place is awful.   I have felt so paralyzed by it all that I have stopped living out of my best self and have been living out of my scared self.   Ickity!

Today, I am saying “ENOUGH!  Get over yourself already Lara and start focusing on what could go right, that dream that you have to inspire the world and help people live their way into their best selves.   Get back to living it all out loud in every time and every moment, because that is where your gift lies.  Not in hiding the fear away but speaking it out loud so it loses its’ stranglehold on you.    Live it out loud all the way through into the life you are dreaming that is just waiting around the bend for you.   Be the fricking warrior already and stop being the wuss hiding under your covers.”

Well, okay!  Facing my fear, naming it for what it is, writing it out to release it and then focusing on my dreams of everything that can go right is what I AM going to do; because those dreams are fricking amazing and I know that it is a life I both deserve and can create.   Watch for a whole lot more musings  as I return to living out loud in every time and every moment without worrying about what others will think (one of the strangling fears right there.)  It is my life and my mission and my dreams and my hopes that are the only things I can really live.

Here’s to getting over myself and getting out of my own way!

 

JOY WARRIOR

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JOY WARRIOR – A transformational journey of my body, mind and heart

I LOVE that time with my Karoly has become a barometer of my health and joy transformation This horse has helped me heal in the past 4 plus years since my husband, Russell, died more than any other animal in my life. With him I breathe and let go of the bazillion worries I have faster than just about anything else. He grounds me, he holds space for me and he brings me such delight. What a heart partner he has become!

2015 (1st picture – 186 lbs) Forcing Joy – On a trip to Forest park a mere 3 weeks after Russell died I was inching towards my heaviest weight – weight in my heart, my body and my mind. At that time, I was desperate to find anything that could bring even short periods of relief and joy. This day at Forest Park, celebrating with my daughter and our friends with her birthday trail ride, was one of the greatest highlights of a very emotional spring.

2018 (2nd picture – 150lbs) Seeking Joy – Ah what a glorious weekend I had with my Karoly on our first overnight trip with friends. I was introduced to mounted archery for the first time which has definitely brought me much joy. With over 30lbs off of my body and a heart in a much happier place, being with Karoly that weekend was just fun and playful. I felt like a true warrior woman as my body and mind felt strong, light and grounded.

2019 (3rd picture – 136lbs) Breathing Joy – What a glorious thing it is now to feel as if I am breathing joy every single day. No longer do I have to seek out Karoly simply to slow my breath and regain my balance. Now, feeling strong, resilient and confident even in the midst of a very chaotic part of my life, I seek him out just because. I breathe in joy and breathe joy right back out. Having a body that feels like my own again is an amazing thing.

I can hardly wait to see what fun adventures we will continue to have as I live my healthiest, most joy-filled, and amazing life.