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From Cold dreams to Warm Reality

From Cold Dreams to Warm Reality Soooo… in my mind, I had a dream. Don’t get me wrong—I love lake life. I am deeply grateful for where we live. The nature is breathtaking, and I find myself in awe every single day. Buttt… I am not a fan of being cold. Snow is beautiful when you’re looking at it through a window. Negative five degrees? Not so much. For a long time, I dreamed about spending winters in Florida. I never truly believed it would happen—I just kept dreaming about it. I imagined waking up to sunlight and palm trees, feeling warmth on my skin instead of layers of sweaters and boots. Then one day, something shifted. I realized the only way this dream could ever become real was if I turned it into a goal—and refused to stop until I got there. Because here’s the truth: we can wish and dream all we want, but without action, a dream stays exactly that—a dream. I decided to call in abundance. I chose to look at my life through a different lens. I began to notice that the way I spoke ...

The Permission We Forgot To Give Ourselves

  Today is Sunday—a day that was originally m eant for rest. But somewhere along the way here in America, something shifted. We forgot how to just be . We’ve put ourselves in a position where we feel responsible for everything, as if the world will stop spinning if we do. Let me let you in on a little secret: that’s a lie. The sun will still rise. The world will still turn—even if you take a break. In our family, we call this a snow day . A snow day can happen in the dead of winter with three feet of snow on the ground, or in the middle of summer when it’s ninety degrees outside and the sky is perfectly clear. A snow day is simply the moment we decide we need to stop. So what is a snow day? It’s a magical day where we rest without apology. We stay in our pajamas, read books, watch a movie, and let the dishes pile up in the sink. It is a true day of rest. And yet, I sometimes stop and ask myself—why do we feel the need to announce it? Why must we “pretend” that circumstances have...