A little over a year ago I was sitting on my couch in Oklahoma watching Property Brothers and crying into a carton of mint chocolate chip ice cream. At 11am. On a weekday.

It wasn't one of my finest moments, but it was one of my most important ones. 

I'm sure you've felt it: the weight of dreams that are sitting heavy on your chest. The choked-back vision that you swallow just so you can stay "stable" and "normal", the burning desire that begins in your belly, and leads from your core. 

That's what I was feeling that day on the couch. 

But I was too afraid of it.

I was too afraid to touch it, to hold it, to own it, so I opened a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream, and drowned it out with Property Brothers instead.

However, this day was different. 

This day was the day that my dreams decided to own ME. 

And they came out of me in a rage of tears.

Half of my sobs were fear-based, and the other half were divine relief. I knew this was it. I knew I would do whatever it took to live my life as a coach and creative entrepreneur. I knew I would borrow money, donate time, and HATCH from the shell I'd used to hide behind.

I knew there was no going back.

And so I decided to go forward.

And it was scary as hell.


I want you to know this: no matter how far away it seems, no matter how heavy your chest, no matter how scary it is, know that you are always in charge of your life.

You can always turn your life around, or choose a different path, or walk away from something that doesn't light you up. You can always shift, and change, and morph.

You are more powerful than you may think, even in the midst of sobs and mint chocolate chip ice cream, even in the face of fear. 

I believe in everything you desire.

xx, Alexandra