I keep little stickies with mantra’s of the moment next to my mirror, & they’ve changed over the years. Last summer, in an effort to rewrite hustle culture out of my mind post @soundsnicenyc, it read: “It’s all happening.” It was a reminder that as long as I was staying true to my values, showing up, & expressing myself — everything else would figure itself out. The next note read: “I am ready for big love.” I wanted to call in love 💗 in my life, & this little note was my commitment to showing up to the plate when it, “got here” — like love was some majestic being 🦄 that would show up to my door, as long as I was truly ready for it. What happened over the months, as the sticky started to lose it’s tack, is that I started treating love like the verb it is (shout out to my incubus fans). I started to work on the communication, trust & intimacy I wanted in a few of the special relationships, already present in my life. I knew that if I wanted the connection, trust, & respect that comes from big love, it was going to require me to live it. This sticky wasn’t all together “off” or “bad.” It took me a long time to really believe I deserved to be loved in the ways I had dreamed of at all —It was a nice stepping stone. I changed the note. It says, “I am love.” Love, ya’ll. Good luck out there.