I like to think that I’m a closet self-improvement junkie. Rather than blurting out gospel, I subtly weave words of wisdom into conversations.
Sneaky much?
I call it showing up in the world as your radiant self, playing big, living into possibility…and soon enough they’ll be curious.
In reality, I’m bowing to the ‘church of self-improvement’ (as Danielle LaPorte would call it) on a regular basis. Often found alone, absorbed in my latest spiritual fascination. Like anything I’m passionate about, there are times when the church becomes a little too intense and I have to pull away momentarily. I step back, overwhelmed with new possibilities (this is not a bad thing). But if I step back for too long, habits are lost as I stray and explore something new.
I’m sure you get it beautiful. The pattern of immersing yourself in a new self-improvement bible goes a little something like this…