Looking back on the mom I was to the mom I am now. Massive difference. It’s not perfect and never will be and that’s ok. It was never supposed to be perfect.

So, this mother's best advice to my three year old? Be yourself, and tell the truth! Notice where you deny, defend, dismiss, avoid. Notice where you think you know best. Notice where you hook yourself to an illusion to try and sustain the status quo of your life. Notice when that's no longer serving you. Notice your unfolding mindfully in every breath, and choose every choice consciously. Seek the higher order truth that's beckoning to be revealed to you, and you will find it ... over and over and over ... 

As a species, I believe we are at a critical choice point: we can choose evolution by intention ... OR drama. As Louise LeBrun has previously said "there is a bottomless pit for both of them". The good news: YOU get to choose. Right here, right now. 

It is in the flow of intensity presenting that life unfolds. It is in the flow of the information moving that truth can be revealed. It is in feeling the intensity that so much information moves and you begin to, finally, feel free. Because it takes immense amounts of energy to sustain intense energy in place. The intensity doesn't go anywhere, it simply manifests differently. Would you rather feel your feelings or get cancer? It really is that simple. 

And that's when I realized voting with my feet is far more powerful than trying to explain or rationalize or make clear through words. Voting with my feet, with no explanation given, is far more potent in communicating: I am done. Voting with my feet empowers me out of my habituated freeze or fight response. Voting with my feet feels immesely powerful.