Slow down. Deep breaths. Kind words. And if you are so inclined, prayer.

The great thing about faith is it is definitely not about perfection. We get a do-over every single day, every hour, every minute if we want or need one.

For all the capabilities of our lightening fast brains, life is terribly slow moving, and only faith has helped me enjoy playing the long game.

There is nothing wrong with allowing ourselves a little magic, especially when there is always laundry to do or bills to pay.  

It all counts. It all adds up.

Manifestation isn’t about blinking our eyes and magically making a mansion appear. It is about focusing on Good (or God) so hard that we slowly change our brains to see the best in everything, which inevitably brings in more good, more hope, more opportunity, more lessons to learn, and most importantly, more and more faith. 

Self-care seems to be a major priority in our culture these days, and that’s probably because we are collectively stressed the BLEEP out.

The better the choices we make, the better our lives get… And, let me be clear, this is not the same as saying those of us who act like saints will end up with Ferraris. Nope, nope, nope.

Trauma can teach us a great deal, if we are willing. 

There is no question that sometimes, faith is confusing.

It is important that we take good care of the things God (or Good) gives us in life, whether it be our bodies, our minds, our children, our money, our hearts, our homes. 

Asking for a sign alleviates the pressure of waiting, searching, looking around, and trying to solve it ourselves. It is an act of working under the assumption that God (or Good) is working on it and will let us know when it is time.

It’s the waiting part that gets us all, especially in the beginning. Humanity, as an expression of life, does not like to dilly dally. We are not BLEEPING around. We have BLEEP to do. We have deadlines. This is urgent. God (or Good) needs to STEP. IT. UP.

L… O… L

I do not equate having faith with toxic positivity. If anything, faith has become the one thing that made me strong enough to be realistic, to embrace uncertainty, to overcome denial.

As usual, five stars, highly recommend.

I have had a rough week, y’all.

I read something recently that said, “the antidote to anxiety is not calm, it’s trust.” I have to say that I disagree. The antidote to anxiety isn’t calm or trust, it’s - you guessed it - faith. 

The past few weeks, I have really ramped up my prayer related to finances. I’m just tired of worrying about them now and I have big, hopeful plans for the future. And, heck, this is my grand experiment, right? So, I felt at liberty to tackle one of the big stressors. I’ve prayed for miracles in other arenas of my life recently, why not this one, too? 

“Fake it till you make it” is a common expression in recovery programs, which seems to have crossed over into the cultural lexicon. I have often tried to put it to good use in my own life, while also wondering what in the BLEEP it really means.

I looked up the definition of the word patient, and was a little shocked, annoyed, and amused that the root of the word comes from Latin word pati, which basically means to suffer.

Hilarious. For some reason, this is hilarious. 

When BLEEP hits the fan, think of it as an opportunity to level up your faith.