Did you go to New Zealand by yourself? I can’t even drive to the airport alone without major anxiety! That was me, in my forties, until two years ago.
I moved to New York from Israel when I was eight years old. This was the first time I was on an airplane and the beginning of my love affair with travel. The big buildings, the mélange of languages, the smell of roasted chestnuts; it was easy to fall in love with NYC.
Shortly thereafter my family started taking road trips throughout the U.S.; small cities, big cities, waffles with ice…
I feel like the only person who didn’t start baking this year.
If your newsfeeds looked anything like mine in 2020, every soul across the globe seems to have started baking from sourdough to cookies to every variety imaginable and beyond of challah; sesame, cinnamon, chocolate, rainbow-colored, you name it! With restaurants at limited capacity or closed and people at home with way too much time on their hands, ovens have gotten their spotlight in 2020.
I, however, channeled my creative energy outside the kitchen and onto a keyboard; bringing my insides out and giving my words wings.
You meet her. You feel all the feels and all the butterflies. You decide she’s the one, put a ring on her finger, and live happily ever after. The End.
And then you wake up to your cluttered home with a heap of unpaid bills, a princess in sweatpants that you only see in passing between kids and work, and resentment and power struggles that replaced the butterflies years ago. Good morning, have a great day.
It turns out that marriage is hard work and that happily ever after is just make-believe. When pretend-play is over and you’re in the…
In me, through me, outwardly;
I step into joy.
When I first started practicing self-love last spring, I couldn’t have imagined the results; more joy within me and around me, more open doors in life or perhaps simply new eyes with which to see them, more peace and trust and love despite the permeating isolation. It never even occurred to me that self-love would lead to joy, but rather only to worthiness and enough-ness, which would have been enough (no pun intended). …
It’s not too late to seize the day and create the life you imagine!
In fact, it’s never too late until it is — until you’ve left this earth. Until such time the possibilities are here for the taking, limited only by your self-limiting beliefs and perceived limitations.
We all have the capacity within us to choose, cause and create the lives we imagine. What’s your dream and what actions are you willing to take that are consistent with this dream?
If you need help with this — seek it, but don’t let life pass you by.
Three years ago…
Looking at Being Known’s landing page yesterday, February 14th/Valentine’s Day, and seeing it flooded with self-love stories — truly made my heart smile! Thank you to all of you for collectively bringing self-love forth into the world this Valentine’s Day, this month, and beyond.
True love begins with self-love; an ongoing practice of self-acceptance, compassion, discipline, tender loving care, and unconditional positive regard towards ourselves.
I birthed Being Known to give us all a space to bring our true, authentic selves forth — a safe space to be us, to be known. Being a sole editor isn’t always easy, especially…
Did you know that there is a history to Valentine’s Day that predates the American Hallmark holiday synonymous with candy hearts and chocolate roses?
Apparently, Valentine’s greetings date as far back as the Middle Ages and February has long been known as a month of romance, honoring the fertility festival and the Roman god of agriculture — who knew?!
Somewhere in between the Middle Ages and today, however, February 14th has become a highly commercialized day pressuring love birds everywhere to shower one another with gifts, jewelry, cards with their undying love for one another, and of course — chocolate!
Psychology, human potential, parent coaching, possibility, vulnerability, authenticity, connection, being known, giving my words wings! Perfectly imperfect.