It's Time to Love Yourself

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Being kind to ourselves doesn't come naturally for most of us. Isn’t that too bad? That was feels instinctual and natural is to judge ourselves. That being an asshole (to ourselves) is second nature? I remember for the longest time, whenever I looked at myself in the mirror, I would check to make sure if I looked good enough. Always a deficit. But will it be good enough? Will they find out I’m not really pretty at all? That it’s makeup and flattering clothing. Tricks of the eye? Ugh...I wish my stomach was flatter. Are my tits perky enough? Am I enough? To deserve love today? To deserve approval? To deserve recognition?

 

Well, It’s time to turn this thought loop AROUND. As women, we have collectively been spinning in it for what feels like eons. We have wrapped doubt and judgement into our core so densely, that it became our truth. I have had enough. Enough of it in myself. Enough of seeing it in every single client. Every beautiful woman looking back at me thinking they need to look or act a certain way in order to be worthy of love, praise, and affection.

 

We need to create a new truth. For ourselves. For our daughters and our granddaughters. We don’t want to pass down this outdated, painful way of relating to ourselves. It wastes time. It’s so distracting. Our daughters and granddaughters will be coming here on missions with bigger purpose than we could even dream up. So we must clear some of our baggage so they may have a lighter load than us. So that our pain doesn't drag them down. 

New paradigms do not simply come out of nowhere. They come from contrast. And they must be forged. Out of this contrast of our culture of judgement and doubt, will be born a new reality where we love ourselves without condition.

 

How do we do this? We watch the old story play itself out in our minds every time we look in the mirror, every time we look down at our soft stomachs wishing they were different, every time we catch ourselves wishing part of ourselves away. We stop in these moments to feel what we are doing to ourselves. To notice how fucking mean we are. To ourselves. And we breathe the deepest apology into the core of our being. And then we create a new vision, a new story of the way we wish to relate to ourselves. A new truth. And we hold it in our hearts and minds every time we come up against the old reality. To remind ourselves what is true.

 

My new truth is that I am valuable no matter what. That I am enough. Always. Without effort. Without proving myself. That my enough-ness is inherent. The truth is that there is nothing (NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING) I can or cannot do to make me unworthy of my own love and acceptance. My new truth is that I don’t need to control how much I share of myself into to be loved. That I can be naturally, fully self expressed me, and know that it is the most beautiful thing I can be. That I can take an exhale, that I can relax into being, and I will be received. My truth is that I am lovable. My truth is that who I am is beautiful.  That my body is beautiful simply because it is carrying my spirit with such grace. I have decided to be a friend to myself. To relax into acceptance. To stop waiting for joy. To worship my body.

 

It’s time to love myself

It's time to love yourself.

 

If you are ready to create a new relationship with yourself, I want to help you. I have space for 2 new Self Love School students in October. Reach out to book a free discovery session to see if this 6 week program is for you.

I love you. You are perfect.

Katrina

Equinox Musings: Finding Equalibrium

[Thanks to Kendell for this photo]


Equinox is when the sun is hitting Earth in perfect balance on the equator. Equal parts light and equal parts dark. Equal day and equal night. 

We are lunar/celestial beings who are constantly being pulled by these forces based on the fact that we. are. matter. YES YES YES, we are spirit. But there is no denying our humanity. Our human-ness. 

This time leading up to equinox has been a huge reminder to me that I am both human and spirit. I have put a lot of effort on trying to keep the ‘human-ness’ at bay. I forget that I have needs and limitations inside of this physical realm. I know a plant needs water and light, but I forget that I, too, have needs. Regular maintenance needs.

I put these last.

They get big enough that they begin to cry out louder, becoming spiritual problems. Ones that I can't avoid. Questioning my purpose, doubting my capability. When, in reality, it is my human-ness asking me to slow down, to take a break. Simple. But I ignore my own pleas until they become an existential crisis.

Sometimes I forget what my care instructions even are. They morph and they change-- yes. But they most certainly still exist. I like to pretend they don’t matter. That I am beyond these things. These creature comforts. So I plow through. Until my body trembles to a halt. All of a sudden giving up. Crying over lost keys. Overwhelmed by the future. Uncertain of everything. Stopped. To a halt.

Stopped until I remember to find the latest care instructions. To sit down. Not just to calm myself down to fall asleep. But to calm myself down to actually listen. To open myself to accept a new set of care instructions.  I must remember that sitting and watching and listening and calming myself is the only way. There are no short cuts. That I must stop to listen to the answers. To let go of my pride and my idea of what I should need, of what I should want, and to just listen. To listen to what I want right now. Because we change. I change. And I am endlessly thankful for that. And here is the trick: the changing and the growing needs to be balanced with listening. You don’t get to listen once and then know what to do forever. You need to pay attention to yourself, on the regular. I need to pay attention to myself. On the regular. The world isn’t ending. You are still valuable. You just need to listen again.

It’s a new journey back to the same place. To self love.

I invite you to join me.

To balance the changing with listening.

To remember to listen.

To receive the new set of care instructions.

 

All my love,

Katrina Marie


Sitting down to listen (aka MEDITATING) can be tough. Not physically, but for some reason, we resist it. Having guidance can help big time.

If you are in the Hamilton area, check out Zee Float for pay what you can meditation Monday-Thursday. 

Tara Brach is an incredible meditation teacher who has tons of free recorded meditations found here.

Find a community of other people who are seeking mindfulness + self reflection. Having a yoga community has been my life line ever since I was a teenager. I welcome you to join mine over here. Your first class is free.

 

A Call for Loving Kindness

The news brings me down. So I often look away. But I know that when I have the courage to look at what is real, to soak in the information, it becomes much easier to know what to do next. 

 

So probably, just like you, I have seen the images of angry white men with torches. My heart pounded in panic as I watched a white supremacist drive his car into a crowd at full speed, inuring many, killing one.  I feel heavy and sad that such hate still exists. Scared that this hate feels so justified that it marches proudly in public.

 

I realize as a white woman, that I am not going to say this perfectly. Part of me just wants to do nothing. To say nothing. Because I am sure there is an angle I haven’t considered. And I don’t want to cause further hurt.  But it seems even more hurtful to say nothing. So here is my imperfect and well intentioned go at it.

 

When I hold the feeling of those angry white men in my heart, I feel a lot of pain. A lot of hurt. I see small children who have been taught hate. Steeped in it until they feel righteous screaming it out. Steeped in hate until they know it as truth. Thoughts they have been fed until they became beliefs. I think of the pain they must feel. The disconnect. And I know that more hate is not the answer.

 

Yes, they are in a position of power in the physical world. And they are abusing it by hurting others. Really hurting others. Being complete bullies. It’s not right and it’s not fair.

 

What I also see is that this “power” they have is shallow. A power that depends on control to get one’s way. An empty shell of power.

 

What I have come to see is that the real power is seeing through the violence and hate of those men, and remembering who they really are. To look them in the eye. To try to understand how they could come to this place. To find forgiveness, to love them. To take the energetic high ground. Because we are the parents in this position. Watching a group of angry toddlers throwing the biggest, most desperate tantrum you’ve ever seen.

 

We actually have the power. The power of understanding. Understanding they are spouting fear, pain, and insecurity. We must remember the power of non-reactivity. To stand in what is true. To not cower away in fear. To try to pierce their shell of hate and anger with LOVE. To offer up forgiveness. To give them a taste of unconditional love.

 

 

(I realize this is way easier for me to do as a white woman from afar. I have no idea the strength and bravery required to remain level headed when your physical safety is being threatened.)

 

But what I do know is that I want to gather.

To gather as light workers.

To feel.

To offer up love to those hardest to love.

To search for compassion. For understanding.

To offer up strength and healing to those dealing with this hate face to face.

To release the need to right the wrong. To lay down our judgements.

To remember we are all in this together. Every single one.

To forgive. To allow space for unity.

To offer up our spiritual gifts wherever they are needed.

To feel into what is required of us to spread peace.

To cover this globe with our visions of peace.

To cover EVERY. SINGLE. PERSON. 

With love.

 

You are invited to a metta [loving kindness] movement + meditation. 

There is space for us all. All levels. No previous experience required.

 

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Please bring:

A token of peace with you for the altar.

(A single flower, a leaf, a candle, a crystal, anything at all of meaning to you)

Together we will create beauty, and bring home a reminder of peace, charged with all of our good vibrations.

 

Lightworkers: you are invited to contribute your healing modalities to the evening.

Contact me if you would like to contribute.

 

With all my love,

Katrina

 

'Compassion and love are not mere luxuries. 
As the source both of inner and external peace, 
they are fundamental to the continued survival of our species.'
- His Holiness the XIV Dalai Lama

 

“To reteach a thing its loveliness is the nature of metta. Through lovingkindness, everyone & everything can flower again from within.”  - Sharon Salzberg

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Full Moon Musings: Release the Need to Succeed

Full moons are the time to release what is no longer serving you.

 

Well, well, well… I have been receiving many little (and some not so little) signs leading up to this full moon as to what those things might be.

 

And this is the shit I am letting go of (maybe you need to let go of it, too):

 

Being ‘successful’.

Trying hard.

Forcing things.

Getting all the things done.

Self-obsession.

Perfect eating.

Perfect planning.

Perfect outfits.

Perfect feelings.

 

Remembering that every good thing I have ever been given is a gift from God/ess/My Higher Self/ Universe.

 

Remember that force gets me nothing I truly want.

 

Remembering that what I want wants me. That I don't need to force it to come close to me.

 

Remembering that my joy/bliss/flow/ease are what makes me successful.

Remembering that this is what I am being asked to choose in every moment.

 

Remembering that holy smokes I am in a system that has been rigged in my total favour and all I need to do is sit back and relish in gratitude that I don’t have to have it all figured out. That I just have to follow what brings me joy, and trust that it will work out.

 

Remembering to get out of my microcosmic self-involved universe. A world full of self-imposed limits I didn’t even know I created. A made up world full of calculated predictions. A world that requires my control to architect the most perfect version of happy. A happy that always feels a little bit empty and a whole lot exhausted.

 

Remembering to trust. Remembering to go for it. To give up control and surrender into the macrocosmic flow of divine alignment.

 

Remembering to trust the wisdom in my body.

Remembering that controlling/depriving/judging it is not the way to understand and decode its messages.

Remembering to love and accept ALL of myself.

 

Affirmations:

I let go of control.

I am completely taken care of.

Everything is happening for me in perfect timing. 

The more I love myself, the more I align myself.

 

Happy full moon, beautiful people. Lots of love,

Katrina

New Moon Musings: Raise Your Standards

It’s Time to Raise Your Standards

 

Why is it that raising standards can feel so arduous, such a drawn out struggle? You know what you want, but you keep settling for the same shit over and over again. Maybe you have gotten sick of it, sick of the pattern, sick of yourself. Maybe even to the point that you have given up on wanted something more. Maybe you have settled into a dispassionate and comfortable groove of mediocrity... a.k.a. settling. 

 

We stay in less-than-ideal situations because in the moment it feels easier to deal, or compromise, or get it over with, than it is to make a fuss. We feel guilty for wanting more, wanting something else. Feeling like our desires are selfish, that we are ungrateful for what we have been given. So we make due. This behaviour of settling is as old as the sun, a force that feels as firm as gravity. It takes major oomph to push in the other direction. So this is your little reminder that......

HELLOOOOOO YOU ARE WORTH IT AND YOU CAN DO IT AND ITS TIME TO GET OUT OF THE SHITTY PILE OF SHIT YOU HAVE TOLERATED FOR TOO LONG AND YEAH YOU'VE DECORATED IT TO LOOK PRETTY BUT ITS STILL A PILE OF SHIT AND REMEMBER YOU HAVE LEGS SO ITS TIME TO GET UP AND GOOOOO OKAY!??

 

Stop doubting yourself. You are the only thing holding you back. If you want something to be different, than you deserve it to be so. It does not mean that you are not grateful. It does not mean that you are selfish. It does not mean that you are an insatiable, greedy, bitch. Nope, nope, nope. Trust yourself. Your desire is wise. It is older than you know. It is your intuition nudging you along a path that sometimes haspretty poor visibility. So take the next step. You are being guided for a reason. You are being asked to stand up for yourself in big ways. To defend that little voice like it matters. Because it does.

 

Love yourself. Honor yourself. Stand up for yourself.   

Happy New Moon

xo

Katrina

Full Moon Musings: Hear Me Roar

HEAR ME ROAR: Why Accessing Anger is Important

 

When was the last time you were furious? Felt it vibrating in your cells? When was the last time you expressed this anger outwardly?

 

For a very long time, I thought that anger just wasn’t in me. Sure, I felt frustrated and resentful and all that fun stuff, but that barely scratched the surface of what was really asking to be felt. Resentment and frustration usually turned into gossip because I was scared of the real anger, of the confrontation, of standing up for myself, of being (worst of all) wrong. So I chose the softer, more cowardly, and certainly less satisfying version. FYI, I’m pretty sure this watered down version of anger (resentment, complaining, gossip) is basically poison for your psyche and your body.

 

My beautiful friend and energy worker, Pearl, taught me that resentment is a more feminine attribute and anger more masculine, so it is no wonder that two very wise and loving men have helped teach me these lessons. To help bring my ultra feminine into balance.

 

My previous partner, Alex, called me out on gossip probably 3 years ago (which is brutal, by the way). It's not fun being called out like that, but it also is not fun calling people out like that. So take a moment to appreciate the truth speakers in your life. The ones who care about your long term joy more than they care about being liked by you in that moment. R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Anyway, he helped me stop hiding behind gossip and have conversations with the RIGHT people. Those were both terrifying and liberating times. The conversations were humble, admitting fear, admitting shame, and coming clear about how I really felt.

The tricky thing about gossip is that it is addictive. It provides instant relief. It’s too bad that relief is also a trick, because it doesn’t solve anything. Instead it splashes your pain onto other people, asking them to agree with your suffering. Asking them to see people the same dark way you do. Why do we do this? Because we are scared. We want more people on our team. Maybe if there are enough people feeling how I feel in a loud enough way, then I will never have to say anything to the actual person. If the collective resentment is big enough, maybe the offender will give up without a fight. Oi Oi Oi, it’s a terrible cycle, and breaking it takes work. (note: If you need a coach in this matter, look no further than Alex, he's best in the world at helping people have the hard conversations in an empowered, graceful way. Reach out if you want me to connect you.)

 

It is worth it, trust me. I have been gossip free for a few years now, and it has been life changing to stop feeding such an energy sucking, perpetual distraction of an addiction. And know that, yup, just like any addiction, it is a process to kick it. So be patient with yourself <3 

 

So now that I have stopped hiding my resentment in gossip, the anger is beginning to bubble up again. Which is actually a really good thing. We are human and feeling the full range of feels is kind of an emotional vital sign. Don’t remember the last time you cried? Got angry? It is still there, under the surface, asking to be felt. Maybe it is asking in little ways, maybe really loud ways. Either way, it’s coming out or it will make you sick. Needless to say, I was kind of excited to feel angry again. It's a powerful and cathartic feeling to let it move through you.

 

Probably like a lot of you reading this, I was never exposed to healthy expressions of anger growing up. Other people’s anger made me (let’s be real and still does make me) uncomfortable. I have danced around angry people trying to control the environment to avoid setting them off. Can you relate? Lots of work. Lots of living to try to control the future, too scared to be in the present. And these patterns of protecting myself served me as a child. They did. They kept me physically safe. But as an adult, they are not. Avoiding anger keeps me from having to take a real stand. It keeps me from having to deal with my lack of confidence. It keeps me from being close to the people involved. It asks me to act okay. It robs the people I am angry at from a chance to grow. From a change to know the real me. 

 

Anger is a GIFT. You see, those things that you don’t think are fair? The things that make your blood boil and your skin crawl? They matter. Your feelings are not only valid, they are valuable information. Change cannot happen until you speak the truth of your anger.

 

The things you are angry about are also major clues to what you came here for. To your purpose. Your mission. We didn’t come here to maintain the status quo. There is a time for peace keeping, and there is a time to ROAR. Swallowing back your feelings is poisoning you. The world is getting sicker while many of us stand by cowering and scared. And yo see, it isn’t just your anger that you have swallowed. It is your mother’s and your grandmothers and your great grandmothers. Their build up, unexpressed anger was born in you. There are strong women inside of you with stiff upper lips, who have worked their entire life to keep their mouth shut. They are asking to come out. Your voice and your anger are powerful tools of change.

 

This is why it is so important to share our stories. So we can begin to see the thread that joins them all. So that we can gain perspective. So that we know we are not alone. So that when we are challenged with needing to take up space and speak up that what is happening in front of us is not ok, there is a pack of women behind you in your mind. So that when you stand up for yourself, you are standing up for us all.

 

Speak the truth, do not hold anything back. Share your real feelings with people who love you. Tell them they don’t need to say anything. No need to make it better. Just to listen.

 

More on the second lesson of anger later (a little how to guide on having the actual conversation, writing the actual letter, etc. etc.) Right now just notice what is what is there. Notice where gossip has crept in. Notice the balance of resentment and anger in your emotional landscape. Put your thoughts into words... share them with a dear friend, a journal, or if you are interested, come to our next women’s circle. A safe space to feel, share, listen, and empower each other. Contact me for details. You are not alone. There is support and community waiting for you.

 

Be brave, speak the truth. Happy full moon. Howl. Roar. Be heard

Full Moon Musings: Your Freedom is Worth It

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I have been challenged lately to stand up for what I want.

The thing that almost always stops me is other people’s upset.

I am so afraid of people being mad at me for changing my mind. For wanting to move on. So afraid to say ‘no’.

Afraid of their anger, the conflict, the difficult conversation.

 

For some reason this is the hardest lesson for me. Perhaps you have been struggling to learn it, too. Said a different way: these words are for me, and perhaps they can be useful for you, too.

 

Trying to remember that I am doing the right thing when the people around me are hurt by my honesty. The honouring of myself turning into the hurting of others seems like a really cruel joke. It can’t possibly be right that what I want equals other people’s upset. So I must be wrong. Riiight?? Ok. Yup. No problem, I guess I must have been wrong about what I really want. I don’t want to hurt people, so no problem, no problem at all then. I will just make it work. I will figure it out. I will find a more convenient thing to want.

 

Well enough of that noise.

 

It is time to follow the longing of your soul.

Your peace-keeping is keeping you small.

Yes, you are a peace keeper,

but you cannot forget that you are here on a mission

first, and foremost.

You are the lone warrior and defender of your dreams.

You are the only thing holding you back.

Your freedom is more important than their upset.

Your purpose is bigger than their offense.

 

Onward.

You can do it.

Say it with love.
Own up to what you could have done better.

Learn the lesson.

They will forgive. (in this lifetime, or the next)

Their upset is not your problem.

It is time to be true to you.

To do what you know you need to do.

 

Full moon courage being sent your way.

 

Love,

Katrina

 

 

 

New Moon Musings: The Dark Realness

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New Moon

in Gemini

 

I have been in quite the rut lately.

I don’t feel like doing anything.

I wonder if I am depressed.

I feel frustrated with myself for feeling so unduly unimpressed with my amazing life… aka feeling like a spoiled, ungrateful, grumpy and somehow *also* ridiculously stubborn B.R.A.T. Ugh… feelng pretty sick of myself, you know what I mean?

 

I started fighting pretty clean…. trying different kundalini kriyas feeling like a fool, forcing out my morning meditations, sipping the greenest green juice… to no avail. Then I thought, this is what I always do, maybe I need to give my inner child a go at it. So I ate oreos by the sleeve, and restarted my netflix account and binge watched entire seasons. I drive all over trying to feel better in a new place only to find myself stuck with same old me and my shitty attitude. I even bought myself new shiny things. To no avail. You know what I’m talking about, don’t you? A deep, dark funk.

 

That’s the kind of cool thing about feeling lousy. Nobody is exempt, which is weird because it might be the loneliest feeling. My chiropractor asked me if I had fun on the long weekend, and I just stared blankly, because I didn’t have the heart to say “I did nothing, I felt pretty depressed.” Because I don’t want to put my shit on other people. Because I don’t want to watch them scramble to try to say something to make me feel better. So I just stay quiet. Or I lie. Welp. This means other people are doing this, too. Maybe you are doing that right. Silently feeling shitty by yourself, not knowing how to deal with it yourself, and maybe not wanting to put any more attention on it.

 

In a tremendously diverse world of opinions and beliefs, the one thing we are all trying to do is be happy and feel good. So this is my way of connecting to you, to everybody. To expose my weakness and my struggle, even when I feel like I don’t have very eloquent words to describe it, or any ground breaking, earth shattering solutions to offer.

 

One thing I have learned over the last week or so of this darkness is that I am really hard on myself. I know, I know… YAWN. Same old, same old. Always forgetting, always remembering. At any rate, I realized I have developed this insane standard for myself; that every word I write has to be incredible, resonant, original content that moves people. How exhausting. A flower cannot bloom all year. Neither can I. It’s time to go inward and take care of myself. T write for ME. To move ME. In messy ways, without a care if it helps other people, or if it sounds good. The magical thing is that when I do this for myself, when I care for the microcosm, it WILL reflect back into the macrocosm. It’s a genius system that sometimes escapes my current strategy. Trying to change the outside, pouring all my attention into the macrocosm, leaving little for myself.

 

It always comes back to the same thing. My work is the only work. When my attention drifts to needing approval or resonance from others, I quickly run dry and feel isolated.

When I am transparent, I feel known. And yeah, I’m normal. I get depressed. I eat chips and cream cheese for dinner. I try to buy myself things to feel better.

 

So whatever. I’m letting go of my attachment to being this constantly dialed in, connected writer of perpetual wisdom. Whew. It feels good to just put that one down. And I know, that is a ridiculous thing to expect of myself. I can see that now that it is staring back at me on my computer screen. Going forward, I am just going to serve up whatever is there. To get it off my chest where I can see it a little bit clearer. For me. And if it helps you too, bonus.

 

I was watching this Frida Kahlo documentary the other night scouring youtube for a hit of inspiration. And something did hit me, although it was a little bit sad. Her art, which I love so much, went mostly ignored while she was alive. That’s nuts! And she didn’t seem to give a fuck (from what I could tell). She made art for herself. 

I paint my own reality. The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.
— Frida Kahlo

I want to do the same. Because, who knows, maybe my art/writing/whatever is not meant to resonate with others right now. I have to stay honest, and stop caring about how it lands. Which is pretty difficult to do, I might add. In a land of instagram likes and analytics telling me how many people will read this very thing you are reading right now, the response is very, very, almost painstakingly shoved in my face. It is the ugly neon sign in front of the art, telling you whether it is worthy of being viewed or not, based on how liked it already is by others.

 

Time to adjust my focus. To release the attachment to being well received, understood, or celebrated, and just mind my own damn business. Take care of myself for me. Stop caring about how it looks or sounds. Did it help me? Because otherwise I am just doing the whole trying to look good thing again, in more spiritual clothes. Yuck.

 

This new moon I dive into the realness and honesty. I will not wait until I have happy things to say to share myself with others. Hear I am, raw and real.

 

Full Moon Musings: Courage to Transform

Full Moon in Scorpio

 

I haven’t personally read anything about this particular moon, but I have heard people around me talking about it’s theme of transformation. I have gotten in a bit of a swing of writing on moon days. To clear my own head, and to create a window to see what is actually on my heart. My hope is that sharing my current wavelength might help you recognize your own. Because, we are all mostly water after all, and that mighty moon is pulling us all in the same direction. That’s what is so fascinating to me about astrology. Planets and stars moving and pulling us in different directions. Nobody is exempt. 

 

So today I want to talk about the bravery and courage required to t.r.a.n.s.f.o.r.m.

 

I have been thinking and wondering why some people transform and why others can’t seem to get it together. I have been feeling frustrated with some people in my life who seem to be holding themselves back in such obvious ways. It seems so clear to me that they are SO set up to be successful, that they are SO supported in making that leap, but they don’t seem to share that same view of their capabilities, regardless of how convincing I am. The thing they seem to be hit so hard up against is…. FEAR. Yup, even though they know who they have been isn’t who they want to continue to be, the fear of the UNKNOWN future keeps them locked in.

 

 

I was raised on this Christian song called Trust and Obey… it came across pretty fear based when I was a child. The flavour was more “ignore your feelings and just trust God/Jesus and what he said in the Bible,” than, “trust your gut and obey the yearnings of your heart.” Now that I have adjusted my relationship to God/universal consciousness/Love/higher self/etc., the song has taken on a whole new meaning. In fact, I have made “Trust and Obey” my new mantra, and daaaamn it is powerful.

 

The thing that has changed, is that instead of trusting someone else’s rules in an ancient book, I am trusting and obeying my intuition, my instincts, that little whisper that is giving me a yes, giving me sign after sign, and opportunity after opportunity to learn the lesson, to know I am cared for, and to know I am not alone. You just need to be brave enough to listen to every little nudge.  Or don’t, but then the signs have to get louder and more dramatic to catch your very stubborn attention.

 

So yes, if you are reading this, this is probably another one of those nudges, telling you that you can do it, that you need to be brave, and it will all work out.  Trust and obey. You are being guided. Your desires are not tricking you. They are leading you to becoming your most fulfilled self. And sometimes they are scary shit. And you are capable of handling everything you have been given. The braver you can be, the better the prize. It’s a brilliant system really. Just get practiced at doing scary stuff. Having the brutal conversation the minute you know it needs to happen. Saying you are scared the second you are scared. Admitting you were wrong when you realize you were wrong, and standing up for yourself when you feel someone trying to diminish you. Have the courage to completely change your life, because you know you are doing things out of habit and obligation instead of inspiration and guidance. Be brave enough to listen to that nudge of God even when the people in your life might not understand, or even adamantly oppose you. You are not alone. When you follow the pull of what is guiding you, you are moving with such a tidal wave of support behind you, that if you could see it, you would laugh at your own fear.

 

This full moon, I pray for the collective, for YOU. To listen to the nudges and the whispers, to know your own strength, your own bravery. To trust and obey. To know that the universe is behind you.

 

Make that leap. Make that change. I know that fear. Let it thrill you instead of terrify you. May you begin to recognize fear as a sign of your life getting way better instead of worse. Fear is simply a precursor to transformation. May you remember who is behind you. How supported you are. Fear has nothing on the truth of who you really are, and what you came here to do.  You will never feel more alive than that moment after you jump, after you do something terrifying. You came here to be alive. The massive contrast is part of the human experience, and once you stop letting fear repel you from what you want, you get to have what you want. All of it. You just have to be willing to feel the fear, and do it anyways.

 

FULL MOON BLESSINGS + A MASSIVE BELIEF IN YOU,

 

Katrina Marie

 

 

The Art of Receiving - Divine Femininity

I feel overwhelmed sometimes by the seemingly daunting task of growing. Growing up emotionally, spiritually, or just as an adult and I want the way my life to progress.  I feel pushed to the max effort wise, yet still want so much more abundance to be flowing out of my efforts, and the equation doesn’t seem to work out. Can you relate? You want more result, but you are so close to burn out that it seems you can’t possibly work harder, so you settle for the fact that life is just hard, and you will somehow find the motivation to plug through, just like everyone else.

 

This feels. So. Freaking. Real.

 

Let me walk you through what helps me turn this around. And also, disclaimer, this took me about a week of spinning my tail and working way too hard to realize that something had to give. Like crappy sleeps, moodiness, and 7 days of exhaustion later to remember I have the tools to shift this shit. Do the work. You can’t stay vibrating in scarcity, because it is all you will see everywhere, and it becomes a really mean slave driver inside your head that insists you need to squeeze more doing into every waking moment, and robs you of actual peace in your sleeping moments.

 

Here is my step by step guide to shift from desparation + effort to relaxation + receiving.

 

 

1. Write down what is real. What have you received/manifested/created in the past week/month/year? These could be things that came to you really easily, or you have wanted for a long time, or have made your life much easier. Whatever it is, begin to write down the things/people/circumstances that have blessed you recently.

 

This is tremendously powerful because we are often so blessed at such a rapid rate, that we forget to even acknowledge all the good that is coming in. We almost instantaneously take it for granted. Instead of receiving graciously, we become greedy, spoiled brats. Blech. The worst. Nobody wants to give to a spoiled brat. Not God, not the universe, not even yourself. Acknowledging and feeling grateful is the medicine to spoiled brat syndrome. You stop being a greedy child, and become a divine feminine vessel to receive. It also feels better. Win, win, win for the whole wide world.

 

2. This list is going to start to affect you. As you see the blessings, and you take time to acknowledge them, you begin to get in reality that you really are taken care of. The next step is rewiring your brain out of scarcity into this real place of abundance using affirmations. If you are like me, and you have dug deep into the neaural pathway trenches of scarcity and required-slave-driver-like-business for over a week, you have some work to do. Our adult brains are changeable, or in fancy science speak, they are “neuroplastic,” meaning our beliefs and our patterns are changeable. Affirmations are the quickest more effective way I know how to do this.

Coming up with your own is really the most potent way, but it can feel foreign at first. Try writing each of these out at least three times to get started:

I am growing at the perfect pace.

I am growing at the perfect pace.

I am growing at the perfect pace.

 

I am taken care of always.

I am taken care of always

I am taken care of always.

 

I have everything I need. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I have everything I need. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I have everything I need. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

 

I receive graciously.

I receive graciously.

I receive graciously.

 

I am safe to relax. Everything is coming to me.

I am safe to relax. Everything is coming to me.

I am safe to relax. Everything is coming to me.

 

 

That is it. It is a two-step process. Notice how much better you feel after doing this. You were made to feel good. Sometimes we forget that we live in a playground. That we came here to ENJOY. That we are powerful creators, and so much of our toil is self inflicted, and originates right in between our very own ears. Which is really great news, because it is 100% in our control to change.

 

We all contain both masculine and feminine. Tune in to your divine feminine. That part of you that was made to receive, without effort, just with a little bit of focus, and a whole lot of appreciation.

 

I hope this helps you with whatever you are going through. Sending each of you so much love and a whopping dose of clarity, to see yourself as you really are: beautiful, bountiful, and blissful.