Happy New Year Shiny Souls!
I am so excited to be back! Actually ‘back’ doesn’t sound right. I am so excited to be ‘here’, ‘here’ is more like it. To be here, teaching and writing and coaching and being a mom and a wife and a TRUTH TELLER and all of the glorious things that I AM. All of it is just the best. Being ‘here’ now feels so full.
So speaking of truth-telling, were we all psyched by Oprah’s golden globes speech or what? She said, as you know unless you are living under a rock, “What I know for sure is that speaking your truth is the most powerful tool we all have.” I wanted to jump into the tv and hi-five and hooray her!
I have always believed that speaking my truth is important but now I feel like it is SO much more important. Yes because of the #metoo and #timesup movements, but also because I not only speak for myself, I speak for my daughter (for now). AND in speaking my truth I set a powerful big example for her.
So okay, I believe all this, right? I can talk with my friends and family and cheer Oprah on and yadda yadda ya. But what happens when the universe tests me? Will I put my money where my mouth is? Will I REALLY stand up for what I believe in? Will I act in alignment with my beliefs?
Cue the Universe.
I am at one of my like 4 mommy and me groups (like I said I am very excited to be ‘here’) and it is our first time together as a group. We’re supposed to go around and introduce ourselves and tell each other how our week has been.
It’s Sam’s* (names have been changed to protect the anonymity of the individuals ;)) turn. “Hi, I am Sam, this is Acacia. We’re pretty good, except I am a little sick, we have been passing this sickness back and forth for weeks, so yeah, I am just dealing with that.”
Protective mom antennas fire and adrenaline spikes. I am like “WHAT THE F IS SHE DOING HERE!!! ISN’T THERE LIKE AN UNWRITTEN/ ACTUALLY WRITTEN RULE THAT YOU DON’T GO INTO SMALL SPACES AND PUBLIC PLACES THAT ARE FULL OF LITTLE INNOCENT BABIES THAT YOU COULD INFECT?”
The judgments were rampant, my mind was racing and as the next girl introduced herself I knew it. This was my test. Was I going to stand up for the health of my baby? Would I take the easy way out and greet everyone with pleasantries while I fumed inside only later to go home to a big black cloud of mom guilt?
I literally said to myself, “Self, what do I do?” The answer was so loud and so clear.
“Hi I am Laura and this is Luna. I mean this in the nicest way possible, we are uncomfortable being here since you are sick, so we are going to leave.” I cried a little getting the words out and my voice shook the whole time.
It was really really really uncomfortable. But I did it. I used my most powerful tool. It took guts and not caring what other potentially new mommy and me friends thought.
And afterward, it felt so, so fucking awesome, so awesome that I am pretty sure Oprah would have hi-fived me right back.
May 2018 allow us to all speak our truths and hi-five each other along the way. Check out my upcoming offerings to come to class, get coached, or join our Shinetribe for a workshop or retreat!