I know my worth and last year I made a promise to myself that I would no longer allow anyone to be part time (or half-in) in my world. It’s either we’re in it or we’re not.
I’m not a fan of being something that’s only used when it’s convenient.
We don’t do lukewarm over here anymore.
And while I trust myself and honor that choice, it was difficult to implement and enforce at the beginning… until it became one of the most freeing things I’ve ever done. Continue reading “I Know My Worth”
*Originally posted September 30th, 2019
My beautiful friend Samantha called me yesterday morning while I was in the middle of a battle with my depression, I wanted to crawl back into bed and hide from the world. I was talking myself through every step.
I ate breakfast and took care of Bonnie. Win.
I showered. Win.
Sat there for like 20 minutes in a towel contemplating getting back under the covers.
Got up and dried my hair instead. Win.
Then I started pacing… I was so mad that I was in this fog. Annoyed to have to deal with it.
Feeling defeated at the thought of having to pull myself out of it… AGAIN. Debating going backwards on some relationship behaviors I’ve been working months to overcome because, well it felt like a quick fix.
Then Samantha called.
I had called her a few hours ago as I felt this all weighing down on me and left a message “it’s heavy today, call me when you can”.
A message that was hard to send but I’ve learned to reach out when I’m drowning. I don’t always listen to that advice but today I did.
Luckily had yet to put my makeup on because I answered the phone feeling okay but the moment she asked what was going on? Queue tears. Continue reading “Battling Depression”
Leave it there.
Those pieces that are breaking off.
Those things that are no longer serving you.
Maybe it’s a belief. Maybe it’s a habit. Maybe it’s a story. Maybe it’s a person. Maybe it’s a place. Maybe it’s a pattern. Maybe it’s as small as choosing silence over a response. Continue reading “Leave It There”
NEWSFLASH: You’re allowed to feel pretty and you’re allowed to share a photo of yourself that you like simply because you like it.
It doesn’t have to meet anyone’s standards or fit within the guidelines of what anyone else thinks is appropriate.
It’s your life.
It’s your body.
You can be smart
and a massive boss
all while still being sexy
All. At. The. Same. Time.
You don’t have to trade one for the other, EVER. Continue reading “You’re Allowed to Feel Pretty”
You are your worst critic.
You can work to flip it but it will still creep in. You just can’t let it stop you.
We are all hard on ourselves…it happens… And if you have an entrepreneurial brain, you know it happens daily. We are wired to never be satisfied with what we’ve accomplished. We never feel like it’s “enough”. Being hard on yourself is a double-edged sword. On one hand, it keeps you motivated to prove yourself and everyone around you wrong, but on the other hand, it can also be a huge weight on your shoulders that drags you down (*if you let it).
How do you keep from getting discouraged?
How do you keep from being weighed down?
How do you stay positive and moving forward?
Continue reading “WHO IS YOUR WORST CRITIC?”
I remember a time when going to the gym was the last thing I ever wanted to do. When cancelling a training session was always an option when my day was going bad or I wasn’t feeling well.
Oh how things have changed…
Now, the worse the day, the worse I feel, the more I want to be in the gym. The more I want to put my headphones on, stare myself in the face, and prove to myself how strong I really am.
Today I feel like a zombie.
Pouring myself into my clients for over 16 hours this weekend drained me (and lit me up, but energy hangover like whoa).
Continue reading “The Gym”
This tattoo was one of the best investments in myself I’ve ever made. Every time I start to doubt what I’m doing or why I’m doing it, before my inner voice can even chime in to tell that shit to go on somewhere, I see my arm and remember it all.
Everything else stops and I just think: “Shine Jamie. Just shine.”
I know what I need to do. I have the tools. I know my purpose. It’s clear. And this is just a solid reminder whenever I need it that I was put on this planet to shine.
As a good friend of mine once told me, “it’s an external reminder of an internal committment.”
And that it is. An internal commitment that runs so deep to my core I’m not even sure I could actually ever fully explain.
So maybe you didn’t stick to the plan. Life happened and you lost track and by the time you realized it, it seemed like so far gone that there was no way you could get back to it and actually be productive so you just have been avoiding it.
Ya know, that goal you set earlier this year. That thing you declared you were going to do this year.
That weight you were going to lose. That new regimen you were going to put in place. That new business you were going to start. That new program you were going to launch. That new part of your lifestyle you were determined to implement. That weekly quality time with your wife or husband that you were going to start making a priority. That time you were going to make sure you spent taking care of yourself. That money you were going to start saving. That debt you were going to pay off.
Whatever that “thing” was that you proclaimed that you were going to focus on, change, and handle this year… It just hasn’t happened.
Life happened instead. Continue reading “Didn’t Stick To The Plan?”
This picture was taken almost 4 years ago, which seems insane when I really think about it.
But I remember when I first posted it. I was so proud. This shoot was so very well planned and every shot was thought out. Believe it or not, a lot of these poses aren’t easy to capture. It’s hard to stay still in a position that’s not natural, while flexing, and sitting on a hard surface, and trying to make a good face at the same time.
What I’m getting at, is a lot of effort goes into shots like this. And when I first posted this photo that I thought was so classy and classic, I got such mixed feedback. I had family members call my parents and ask “what’s Jamie doing?!” And be very taken aback by it. Continue reading “Get Clear”