How Much Time Do You Have?

Without going into details, this week I'm coming to you grieving the loss of a loved one. 

Through my tears, I'm reflecting on a life lived well and death. 

I'm reminded that none of us knows how much time we have on this planet. 

No amount of kale or green smoothies or a certain size will guarantee you to make it to 100 years old. 

No magic code exists. 

"I wish I had eaten more lettuce and dieted more" said no one EVER in their final days.

The wish is usually that there had been more things that brought joy, more connection, more adventure and more love. 

This week I hope that you'll hug the people in your home (and through your zoom screen) a little bit tighter.

Inhabit your body with aliveness and passion. 

Trust yourself. 

Surrender and let go of trying to control things outside of your control (yes, this means your body size).

Let your food and body be what they want to be. 

Cultivate fierce self love. 

Connect with your body and give her comfort. 

Embrace your unique beauty. 

Do what (and go where) your heart calls and don't worry about what other people might think. 

Sing.

Dance. 

And to honor our beloved who never missed the chance to tell a good joke, be sure to have a good laugh. 

xoxo,