R E F L E C T I O N S & My Word of the Year.

When this year began I was hopeful for a fresh start.  I spent 2015 reeling over two back to back pregnancy losses, searching for ways ...

When this year began I was hopeful for a fresh start. 
I spent 2015 reeling over two back to back pregnancy losses, searching for ways to heal, and realizing just how fragile and unpredictable life could be. I searched my soul, certified as a doula, started a spiritual practice, and started taking my life back. I made steps toward detoxing my body and my mind by cleaning up my diet, my relationships, the products i used, and the way I spent my time. Oils became a daily practice for me and I started seeing a shift. The personal growth that came from that year was monumental, but there was a lot of sadness and hurt i was ready to leave behind. 
In 2016 we were given such a blessing and with so much support and care we brought our rainbow girl into the world. My pregnancy was full of anxiety and hormone injections and never ending morning sickness but we made it to almost 42 weeks and she was born into my hands perfect and healthy, our redemption song. After so long our dreams of another baby had come true. We ended that year grateful and exhausted and feeling more whole and full than we knew what to do with. 
2017 was my YES year. I had change on my heart ya’ll!  I had dug myself out from my lowest low, spent a year dedicated to growing a human, and I was ready to step into something new. When this year began I didn’t know where it would bring me but I was ready to jump in (so typical of my blue personality). I knew I wanted to feel more fulfilled personally, I wanted more happiness, and I wanted to find connection and community with others who wanted those things too. Unsure and voice trembling, I started my oily business and what has come from that leap of faith has been transformational. This past year I feel like I have reclaimed so much of myself. I shattered my own expectations, I let myself be more vulnerable, did bigger and braver things, dreamed harder, loved better, said YES more, and gained so much self love and self confidence in the process. I stopped thinking good and life changing things weren’t for me and found so much power in speaking life over myself and my business. This year has changed me, it has changed my family. 
My word of the year for 2017 was Gratitude and now that the year is through it couldn’t have been a more appropriate choice. I have so much gratitude for this year. For the people I have met, the friendships I have gained, the opportunities I have been given, and the growth i haven seen, I am so blown away by it all. 
The New Year is fast approaching and I am receiving it with open arms and a full and grateful heart. In 2018 I’m ready to watch all of the seeds I have so lovingly planted sprout and bloom. I’m ready for new and bigger opportunities. I’m ready to serve in greater ways. I’m ready to step into my full potential with wild abandon. 
For 2018 my word is FLOURISH- to grow or develop in a healthy or vigorous way, especially as the result of a particularly favorable environment. 
This is the year I plan better, work smarter, create healthier boundaries, share my gifts, grow in my weakness, and allow myself the opportunity to flourish in all areas of my life. 
So many good things are ahead, I can just feel it. 

I hope that wherever your heart may be, broken like mine was not that long ago or in a place of transformation and awakening, this new year inspires you to find fulfillment and joy that is authentic to you. I hope that you find it and grab onto it and never let it go. I hope you fight for it even when it’s difficult and the road is long and you feel like giving up. Because it is worth it and you are worth it. Goodness and happiness and fulfillment are not just for me or her or that guy, they are for you, too. You just have to want it and be willing to keep going until it’s yours. 
Sending you all so much love on your journey, this is our year. 

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