21 Days Ago I Made A Commitment…And I Stuck With It!

So, 21 days ago I made a commitment to my community here and I’m happy to report that I’ve been completely, unequivocally dedicated to sticking it out! I’ve maintained at least half an hour of exercise daily. I’ve been watching what I eat, logging all of my food intake everyday (except for Wednesdays for some reason). I’ve moderated my levels of stress and am learning to recognize and deal with triggers as they emerge. I’m being a bit more descriptive about things that bother me when the issues arise, instead of bottling them up, blowing up, or imploding.

Consistency was an important issue. I made a point to run at least once every day even if I didn’t feel like it. I missed only one day and that was because I had a three hour car ride back from my mother’s birthday shindig, a landslide of work to welcome me from my time away, and a meetup event that evening. I gave myself cheat days but I didn’t really do anything with them. I made a point not to be too absolute with cutting out particular foods. If I had to have something, I had a small portion of it and kept it under control. What I found was most effective was exercising early in the day — because I ran in the morning, I didn’t have an excuse at the end of day (i.e. “I’m too tired”). Additionally, it set a precedent for the rest of the day. Because I felt better in the morning, I ended up feeling better for the rest of the day. The first few days were really exhausting…I’d need a nap after my run, sometimes for an hour, sometimes two. But, as I kept with it, my body adjusted to the physical activity and now I don’t need naps, nor do I get tired midday. I’m pulling more productive days and I’m staying chipper through stressful situations.

All in all I feel better, look better, present better, and am happier. Today I met with a client and the first thing she said was “Wow, you are glowing. Life is agreeing with you.” Nice compliment, I’d say! Clothes are fitting better, I’m a bit more cheery…but I suppose all that matters is that I’m feeling healthier.

Special thanks to everyone who has been extra supportive in my efforts. You’ve either left me motivational comments or kept the junk food at bay in my presence. You’ve made healthier choices in your life. You’ve confided in me your desire to take the same steps to a healthier life as well. I thank you, commend you, and support your efforts. Hopefully I will be able to keep up these efforts when I go on my road trip in a few weeks! I’m hoping my Angels keep me in check.

4 Steps For Positive Change: Saying, Seeing, Feeling, Believing

This morning I sat down to a meeting in downtown LA with one of my most interesting clients. As a spiritual psychologist, she helps people recognize and reconcile the emotional underpinnings that keep them from achieving their full potential. With my recent “completion” of my 21-day health challenge, the SXSWAngels campaign, and with my personal and work life looking up, I definitely had some fodder for conversation. Whenever we meet she always manages to coach me for a bit but today we focused more so on the differences between saying, seeing, feeling, and believing.

What is the difference between saying, seeing, feeling, and believing something?


Let’s take a concept I’m sure we’re all familiar with: LOVE. (You can change this out for pretty much anything you are trying to achieve — better grades, working more efficiently, exercising more, etc.)

Saying it– We are capable of the physical act of saying it — “I love you” — but what happens when we don’t see it, feel it, or believe it? They are beautiful words that have absolutely no meaning behind them. At this point it is worse to say it than not. Just because you say it, it doesn’t make it true since you are not actually convinced of it. Some people believe that you can “fake it ’til you make it.” That doesn’t work. What does work is saying, seeing, feeling, and believing it.

Seeing it – This is harder for some people. Sometimes perspectives get in the way. How can they see themselves in love if they are unhappy with themselves? How do you love someone else if you don’t love yourself? By “seeing” yourself at that personal mile marker, you might be able to actualize it. But, seeing yourself in love and just saying “I love you” doesn’t make it love, does it?

Feeling it – This step is usually the hardest for people to overcome. Being able to see themselves in love and being able to say it is no match for being able to feel it within themselves and feel it for other people. This is usually the most crucial and defining step for positive change: being able to physically feel what the change will do for you. How does it make you feel?

Believing it – Once you say it, see it, and feel it…you might actually start to believe it. And, when you believe it, it becomes true — not in some cheesy esoteric way but when something is true to YOU, it becomes engrained into your version of reality…so, it becomes true. In this case, when you believe in the power of love to bring people together, push people apart, wage wars, solve problems, and show compassion, you embrace it and it becomes a part of your reality.

What will you say, see, feel, and believe today?

On The Outside Looking In

There were many times in my life when I thought that my life was hard.

I had days that dragged on forever…the BAD kind of forever. I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. My thoughts were dark, dreary, depressed, and violent. I was obsessed about controlling things that were out of my control and it was driving me crazy. Sights, sounds, smells, phrases, colors would trigger flashbacks. My mind raced as I rehashing old wounds in a matter of seconds, breaking them open, and pouring salt into them. This cycle repeated itself over and over again…I made the same mistakes repeatedly and in some sort of naive understanding of the world I came to a fallacious conclusion that life had handed me a pretty crappy deck of cards.

They called it many things (depression, post-traumatic stress disorder) and me handed bottles of pills. I took them, felt numb, out-of-body, unhappy, and empty. Deep down I knew that nothing could fix my unhealthy relationship with reality…except for me. I was manifesting my own unhappiness by allowing the flashbacks to control my thoughts, and by not actively avoiding my triggers. My unhappiness was actually caused by no one else but me. It wasn’t my past experiences that were the problem. The problem was me: my reaction, my methodology of dealing with pain, and my internalization of stress.

There are things that will happen to all of you.  It will be sad, devastating, perhaps tragic or violent. You won’t understand it. You couldn’t have been protected from it. What’s most important is that you understand that you didn’t deserve it, and that out there in the world at large there are people who care about you. It took me a long time to come to terms with that. Friends, family, therapists, doctors, and professors told me this but I didn’t believe them. It wasn’t until I believed it that I received a new lease on life.

“The only way to get yourself out of the hole is to stop digging.” Sure, it’s hard to swallow your pride and accept responsibility…but sooner or later you will have to face your demons. It might be “easier” to deal with it tomorrow, but by the time you’ve forgotten about tomorrow your negative emotions, reactions, and triggers will have manifested and triggered other negative energy in your life, thus continuing the cycle of negativity. If you’ve read this far I’d admonish you from setting yourself up for failure in the future.

Being open to change and understanding the flaws in your own ways is one of the best ways to develop your sense of self. You can’t create your future successes by replicating past failures. It’s a difficult lesson to learn but when you start to understand your underlying motivations and reasons for doing what you do, you will have the ability to manifest the type of life you seek to live.

So, what are you waiting for? Go for it.

Does Acupuncture Really Work?

Only time will tell, but so far (for me) YES.

I went in for my first treatment last week and I was not quite sure what to expect.

I did not come into it with a lot of research or understanding of its medicinal properties. I was really seeking some advice and answers on some of the health issues I’ve been facing as of late, most of them relating to my nutrition and overall well-being. This time, I had done things a little differently. I came in with current information on my health. I brought in my exercise log, my food diary, and a list of questions and topics I wanted to discuss with my doctor. She was incredibly patient and answered every question to my satisfaction, which is rare since I’ve had some pretty bad doctor’s visits prior to meeting with her.

Anyways, this was my first acupuncture treatment. I was not really feeling sick, but I asked her what she would recommend for someone like me who was looking to stay proactive about their health. She recommended a combination of treatments to help me with my stress levels, metabolism (since I’ve been exercising), and energy levels. The atmosphere was very comfortable and temperate. The process was completely sterile and as I was receiving my treatments I was still unsure of what I would or should be feeling.

It reminded me of all of the other misguided doctors appointments I had huffed out of in the past. Who am I to expect instant results? Doctors can only work with what you give them so I tried not to expect anything immediately. After the treatment I felt relaxed but a little groggy. It continued in to the next day but by the third day I was back up and at ’em.

And that’s when I started noticing the changes.

Suddenly, I had plenty more energy after my workouts to keep working at a decent pace. Quite a few stressful situations were lobbed by way but I didn’t freak out. (Sometimes I appear calm on the outside but I freak out on the inside. This time I did neither!) I’ve also been less and less distracted by food cravings, which then leads me into increased productivity and a better mood overall.

These changes happened without me really taking notice. It wasn’t until I connected the dots back to my acupuncture treatment that I realized that it might be working after all. I’m pretty objective when it comes to matters of the body (especially mine) so I was slightly surprised that it was having such a positive effect on me.

In fact, I was so surprised that I began talking about it with a few people that I am close to…my best friend, my significant other, and my mother. They all seemed piqued by my experience. I’m not putting a whole lot of weight into it but I am planning on scheduling follow-up appointments to see if I continue to reap the benefits of the treatment. Until then I suppose I will continue to keep doing what I am doing and hope that my health issues resolve themselves! I am planning on doing some research and reading about Chinese medicine and acupuncture so that I can go into my next session more informed.

Return From A Brief Respite Refreshed

It has been an interesting few days away. Despite my best intentions to maintain my Post A Day 2011 status I still have some days that I haven’t been able to devote the few minutes it takes to tap out one of these blog entries. (I lie — it never takes just a few minutes…it usually takes me about a half hour: 15 minutes to write and 15 minutes to edit/embellish.)

A few things have been keeping me busy:

  • A visit to the Griffith Park Observatory with my significant other. It was incredibly fun and relaxing to be out with nature (sort of).
  • I went in for my first proactive doctor’s visit and received an acupuncture treatment, which to say the least has been having a great effect on my day-to-day experience.
  • I’ve been hurriedly planning for the pre-SXSW meetup which is finally taking place tomorrow in LA!
  • I’m starting to plan the SXSWAngels/my UNbirthday sendoff in a few weeks.
  • I’ve been struggling to keep up with my schoolwork with my increased responsibilities at work!
  • I’m trying to stay consistent with my exercise UNroutine, which is proving difficult to work into my work UNroutine as well.
  • I registered for the LA Big 5K run on March 19th.
  • I booked three new projects this week!

So yes, needless to say, I’ve been pretty busy. Hoping to spend less time editing and more time creating my blog entries this week. Let’s see if I succeed at not overthinking this whole process!

A Little Bit of Fiction, A Little Bit of Fact

I’m working from a skewed perspective tonight, so here’s a little piece of fiction, mixed in with a little bit of fact. I’ll leave it up to you to decipher. Will I take questions? Probably not. I’m pretty sure we’re all leading mixed lives anyways. Sometimes separating truth from fiction is harder to do.

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“Let’s rearrange / I wish you were a stranger I could disengage”

Those lyrics have been burned into my brain for the last 48 hours. I nervously check my phone to see if I’ve received word. Anything — a text, a tweet, an email. Damn, there are so many ways to get a message nowadays. It’s hard to deal when you be rejected on so many different levels. Yet, on the other hand, my ex has called me almost five times. He’s told me that he loves me…twice. He usually doesn’t do that unless he’s been reminiscing or something triggers it. I’m not quite sure what it is today. I sometimes wish I could disengage them both. I feel like they run me in circles with bouts of love and like and lust and hate.

I’d stopped drinking a few weeks ago but I’m starting again tonight. I have my reasons. We all do. The path of fire as it travels from my mouth to my core feels amazing. It tells me that everything will be all right. The cigarette that remains disengaged midair provides a plume of smoke and comfort all in of itself. What’s most amazing is that the little visceral comfort it takes to lift my spirits in such a temporary and fake way.

He’s asleep in my bed. It’s been a difficult evening. I don’t know what to make of it. All I can think of is the light in his eyes that I see whenever he talks to me. What comes out of his mouth — whatever downer he’s lamenting, whatever joke he’s cracking — it doesn’t matter. You couldn’t hold a match to those eyes. They get me every time. I’ve become such a love drunk. I don’t know why I ever let it get to me.

I have an old someone. He tells me that he loves me every so often. It’s probably more platonic than anything. He used to make me feel beautiful in such a way that no one else could. At least until this new one came along. He cut me down, he built me up — actually, THEY built me up — but for some reason I always put up with the changes. The less they gave, the more I craved. It’s so strange that it always worked out that way.

“Don’t think about all the things you feel / Just be glad to be here”

There’s plan B, C, D, E, and F. There always is. Doesn’t matter how content or happy I am. I know that it’s silly to believe that one person can be your everything. Putting too much expectation into one person only spells disaster. It helps to know that there is always a backup, a backup of a backup, etc. It doesn’t matter how committed I am, how far into the hole I can be, or how in love I am. I know that I love myself more. It’s been a difficult lesson to learn.

He’s snoring now. He hasn’t moved much. That’s a good sign. He usually has a lot of problems sleeping. Maybe emoting helped…maybe not. All I know is that I am up and I’m craving my next cigarette. I’m waiting to light a match and make a connection.

Dissociation is a bitch. Sometimes it happens when I least expect it. It happens on command. What’s a girl to do? A decade of abuse and post-traumatic stress disorder does that to a person. I’m only human. I’m not perfect. The world can manage without me, but my goal is to make it a little less exciting, a little less pure with my absence. I only want to share my love with the world. Not everyone wants that, apparently. It makes people suspicious, weary, jealous. Go figure. Too much of a good thing? Heaven on Earth? Someone pretending to be god-like? Unacceptable.

I think back to the what ifs, the could-have-beens. I have so many unturned stones in my past and present. It drives me nuts. I sometimes wish that I could split myself into multiple MEs so that I can live my life out on every single parallel universe I’ve ever created. Trying to be happy with the reality I’ve built myself is harder said than done.

It’s starting to all make sense. I am in a familiar place and I’m not sure if it’s comfortable. It might be best to just go with it. I have this amazing ability to see into the future but nobody knows it yet. It looks like it’ll be a lot of fun but it will be fruitless, empty, visceral. I prefer the here and now, and not in some temporary way. A mental connection is my aphrodisiac. Physical form doesn’t generally bear any weight. What really matters is what’s between the ears, not what’s between the legs.

“No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white / Just our hands clasped so tight / Waiting for the hint of a spark”

A lot of people think I have it figured out. I’m just taking things as I go. In a way I wish I could rearrange my life. Sometimes things just seem out of sync. I meet people at the wrong point in my life. Sometimes they are better suited for a different part of my life. I think maybe I’m going about it all wrong but what’s the harm in that? There’s a delicate joy in living a spontaneous life. We’re all in a phase.

I light my second cigarette and take a deep breath in. My bourbon and Coke is running out quickly. It’s nearing 5 o’clock in the morning. I’ve finished nothing and my heart has been effectively broken. What’s a girl to do at a time like this?

I’m feeling looser, a little better. Things won’t be that bad. Open is good, right? I can act on impulse. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want. “Be comfortable with change.” I’m totally eating my own words at the moment. Oh, it’s so ironic. But it has the possibility to be a lot of fun. That whole conversation about parallel universes. I meet people all of the time that bring out a different side of me. Sometimes it’s programming. Sometimes it’s literature. Sometimes it’s just the power of observation. Sometimes it’s the ability to produce amazing works of art. I am human and I have impulses too. Given the freedom I’m not sure what good can really come of it. Boundaries is a good thing, for me at least. I’m insatiable. I’m a force to be reckoned with. I possess one of the most dangerous weapons in the world and it’s between my ears and between my legs. The last thing I want to do is to spark a World War III from it. I’d much prefer to leave a positive legacy and to help people. Pursuing personal interests is so yesterday. I don’t know.

Will I ever come back down to earth? I’ve have some impulses that I’ve repressed. It’s a caged monster and I’m not sure if it’s time to let her out. I kind of like things the way they are.

“Keep calm and carry on”

I’m not sure how I feel anymore. Things change. We’re humans. We’re dynamic. I don’t want to do anything that I’ll regret in the morning but hey, it’s only a few hours away. There were many times tonight where I could have left, slammed the door, conducted some sort of grand exit but I chose not to. Not sure why I’m staying. Was it the first time I met him? Every time I meet someone new I close my eyes for a split second and I see a vision. With some people I see pain. With others I see companionship. This was the first time I saw a white suit. What did it mean? I don’t know. He looked happy. His eyes lit up. He was in the sun and the Pacific Ocean was the backdrop, and he was in a white suit. That image has been burned into my mind. I can’t tell if it’s one of those instances where you try to create the reality that you want to see, versus the real image of reality. Sometimes I’m not quite sure how to tell the difference anymore.

I pour another drink.

All I know is that I love him so much. He makes me love drunk. He makes me work for it. I hate it but I love it. It’s my version of ecstasy on Earth. He’s alluded to things that have bothered him before. Was I too wrapped up in myself to take notice? I don’t know. Things are shaky. All I know is that he is asleep now…and I am awake. He is in a state of relaxation and I am up. It’s pushing 5am here and I feel like I’m just getting started.

“Don’t make a sound. Shhh — listen.”

I wish the universe would give me a sign. It’s given me plenty but perhaps I wasn’t paying attention. I think I need another cigarette before I call it a night. Here goes it…

The Power of Persuasion and Friendship…Starring YOU. Yeah, You.

All day today I had the pleasure of spending some 1-on-1 quality time with a few good friends. Over the past year I’d been more keen on widening this circle to include a multitude of my interests. I find that there is something very special about friendship — you can never have too much of it. If you are genuine in your intent, you can never run out of the desire to be a better friend. To me, friendship is a special kind of love, one that exists without expectation and commitment. You’re there because you want to be, you’re absent when you need to be, but when they beckon you, you are unequivocally present. This isn’t some BS/backdoor conversation about something as lame and phony as “social capital.” It’s about being a decent human being, bringing value to and enriching someone else’s life, and vice versa.

An interesting theme of discussion today was the power of persuasion — specifically, the lies we tell ourselves and the lies we tell other people. Being entangled in a web of lies and self-created fantasies makes it harder for us to be free. It makes it more difficult for us to be cognizant of the realities and context of our lives. But, then again, reality is relative to perception and situation. Who really knows the truth? What about parallel universes where every decision is made, every impulse is acted upon, and every stone is turned? What happens when we persuade ourselves to believe in a disillusioned reality? I don’t know, but that is where the power of persuasion comes into place.

The power of persuasion can also be applied internally since the human mind is easy to trick. By internalizing our thoughts and repeating the same cycles, we reproduce the same result. That same result, unfortunately, is usually confounding and circular. It tends to be uninformed, skewed, biased, and based on irrationality. By persuading yourself of a false reality, you do a great disservice to yourself and your journey. By taking away the ability for someone to weigh in and provide perspective, you’ve strategically chosen to eliminate them from your version of reality, even if only temporarily. And, since the power of persuasion is rather gripping, it can become so emotionally consuming that eventually there is no room for anything else to frame your version of reality, therefore closing you off from a wellspring of opportunity for companionship.

It’s definitely something to think about.

“The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats. A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind. There is no play in them for this comes after work. But it is a characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.” –Walden, by Henry David Thoreau

The Quickest Brand Identity Project I've Ever Completed

I designed the logo, website, and a social media theme TODAY in 8 hours. Now, I usually can’t pull these types of miracles for my clients, so don’t expect it! Also, fast doesn’t always mean good, so be weary if someone will actually rush through such an important process. I had a lot of time to marinate what this design would look like before I ever put mouse to pixel.

I was able to complete everything so quickly because:

  • My committee was really easy to please
  • Everyone’s information was easily accessible
  • I had free reign on all creative work
  • I was able to work uninterrupted
  • I had control over what type of technology to use for each of the mediums
  • There was a nanosecond approval process
  • The team made decisions quickly and were flexible

So, the next time you wonder why your designer or webmaster is taking forever and a day on your project, consider the above points and see where you can trim the fat. The more you allow your hired hands to do the job for you without being micromanaged, the better the output and the higher the morale!

Preventative/Reactive Healthcare (And Day 6 Progress Report)

Today’s post is a tad autobiographical. If you’d like to skip to the substance of preventative vs. reactive healthcare, scroll all of the way to the bottom of the post.

The first week in review

So I’m six days in to my healthy living challenge and I have to say…I feel great! I’ve documented as much as I could so that I could stay on track. I’ve kept a nutrition log (thanks to my eDiets account), I’ve kept measurements in Google Docs, and I’ve been tracking my exercise through RunKeeper. I’ve been making more regular visits to the grocery store and loading up on fresh produce and ingredients for simple salads and breakfasts. I’ve been pretty busy so I’ve relied a bit on prepackaged meals like Lean Cuisine or meal replacement shakes to make up for some of my meals.

All in all I feel that I am making progress. Compared to some of my old measurements, they have either stayed the same or decreased (WIN!), with exception to my hips (FAIL) but at least it’s only up by 1 inch. One more inch of lovin’, I suppose. I don’t own a scale but I don’t really like tracking progress in that way either. I suppose it’s a natural evil so eventually I’ll go get a weigh in.

So far I’ve been pretty consistent with my eating and exercising. I’ve been making my exercise a priority and non-negotiable. I like that it’s becoming more of a routine now and something I plan for in my daily schedule. I’m finding it so important that I get irked or irritated by the mere thought of possibly having to skip a day. Nevertheless I am sure I can keep this up for a while longer. Logging in my food intake is a bit of a hassle but when I get into a habit of eating better on a regular basis I am sure I won’t have to get as detailed with it. I think while I am still trying to keep myself accountable it’s an important step to keep me conscientious of what goes in to my body.

My weekly nutrition log

My measurements (progress, and otherwise)

My running stats

Some new gear to help me along

I’ve been running with the same pair of shoes for almost three years now. I finally replaced them with a new pair that arrived today from Zappos so I am very excited to get running with them. Additionally, my workout clothes have been pretty drab so I decided to get some new running shorts and pants. Proud to say I had to opt for a size smaller than usual, so I suppose that’s a good sign!

Going In To See The Doc

Most of the times I’ve gone in to see the doctor has primarily been in reaction to an illness. I dislike medicine, doctor’s visits, etc, so I try to avoid them as much as I can and put them off for as long as I can. I’ve found through past experience that it is not exactly the wisest thing to do, since illnesses can become much, much worse if you try to ignore them. Most of my illnesses have been brought on by extreme stress: working too much, not taking time off, not exercising or eating right, and allowing myself to get worked up over nothing.

Over the course of the past week, I am finding that my newly forming habits are giving me the energy I need to maintain a work-life balance. I am more energetic and am more responsive. I am finding that I am more present in the moment with friends, work, etc. I truly feel that I’ve had some sort of breakthrough, and that is good.

I’ve been thinking more and more about prevention. If we can solve our health problems before they are even problems then we will probably on the road to a much healthier life. If we can troubleshoot the real root causes of our problems, then we do a much better job at coming to long-term resolutions and benefits. Instead of addressing the symptoms, we can prevent a lot of further illness by addressing the root causes of illness. So, with that in mind, I booked a session with @DocHeather in Santa Monica for a different take on my health. I am hoping that by being proactive with my health, I will have to be less reactive to it. Instead of masking symptoms with loads of medication, I can tackle problems head on in a natural and holistic manner.

I’ll be checking in on day 13 of 21. Stay tuned!

Find The Best Enabler Within Yourself

Let me tell you, everything I’ve learned, I’ve learned from helping other people.

The Answer Within

I’ve been noticing a very interesting (and welcomed!) pattern emerging from my #postaday2011 habit — I’ve been receiving more offline comments about my blog than online, via text messages, emails, phone calls, dinners, in person, private Twitter conversations, etc. Whenever someone reaches out to me for help I do my very best to put out, whether that means I temporarily set aside my own priorities or shove off a responsibility. After all, it takes a lot of guts to admit that you need help with something and I am always honored to help when I’m somehow magically targeted.

From my experience I’ve realized that when people seek help, they are often looking for:

  • Someone to actively listen without passing judgment
  • Someone to help them organize their thoughts
  • Someone to help them formulate an action plan

If nobody has told you this yet, know that you hold the most salient, pertinent, and relevant answers to your life’s biggest problems. Somewhere, deep inside, you control your level of happiness and satisfaction. You are able to achieve anything it is you seek because you have the human capability to create your own destiny. You don’t have to rely on someone else’s validations and opinions to affirm what you already know to be true. Your friends, your family, perhaps even your religion, won’t be able to hold a candle to what you know to be inherently true to your world. Don’t let anyone else ever tell you otherwise. I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason: whether it’s adversity, loss, love, virtue, violence, or divinity, everything that happens to us has a simultaneously cumulative latent/instantaneous effect on us. Somewhere, in a parallel universe, lies your “what if” moment, your long lost love, your hopes and dreams — all you have to do is switch your frame of mind and it can be yours.

The next time you seek help, look within yourself first. You are your own best enabler. You know what’s best for you. If and when do you seek help or solace in others, choose wisely. Look for help from people who bring out the best in you. You are whatever you put out into the universe, and strangely enough you will manifest your own destiny with every action you do (or do not) take. The keys to the kingdom are in your hands — you just need to learn to slow down, focus on yourself a bit, and trust your gut instinct. And, if you need some validation, sit back and watch this short film…I am sure you will find it inspiring.