One year ago, on this very beach… I decided to change my life. I decided I was worthy of greatness, and since there was no one else coming to give it to me, I knew I had to be the one to give it to myself.
I went all in and committed to one year of Dr Joe Dispenza’s work by meditating every day & going to as many events as I could because I believed that the formula he teaches, was my path to living the life I believed I deserved.
One year ago, on this beach, which has now become sacred ground, I cried as I let go of the stories of the past, was honest with myself about the negative patterns that I kept repeating over and over, made sacred vows to myself to never go backwards again, and I got real with myself as I faced my fears of an unknown future.
After that, I moved to Mexico so that I could be near a community of people who had committed themselves to the same year of work. Together, we encouraged each other, inspired each other, held each other accountable, and were there for each other when situations were tough. (We drank a lot of mezcal and danced a lot of salsa, too!)
We woke up at 5 or 6 am about 3 times per week (sometimes begrudgingly!) to do our walking meditations at the beach before sunrise. We attended an event about once every two months or so, which breathed new life into us, and re-inspired us to keep going.
It has been the best year of my life and one I will never ever forget.
At the same time, it was also the most challenging year of my life as well. When I think back to how many times I’ve said that in years past, it’s laughable compared to the challenges I faced this year.
And now here I sit, both feeling the accomplishment of one year of self-work (even though I did not meditate every day, I did mediate more in this one year than I have in the rest of my years combined), as well as contemplating the lessons learned in the last 12 months (it feels like it has been one year-long rigorous retreat that is just concluding!)
…And looking forward to what the next 12 months will bring. Making some of those same promises and sacred vows to myself for who I want to become by this time next year.
At this moment, I don’t have any words of wisdom… yet, it feels like somehow the past, present and future versions of myself are all sitting here at the same time. ♾
“For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse. So collapse. Crumble. This is not your destruction. This is your birth.”