• Gabby

What if...?

What if, you would stop fighting those negative thoughts?

What if, you wouldn't try to stop negative, uncomfortable feelings from happening?

What if, you wouldn't try to force your body into what's socially acceptable - whether that's a diet or shape?

What if, you would stop pretending that you're OK when you're really not?

What if, you wouldn't avoid those situations?

What if, you would start to listen - and I mean really listen - to what you need?

What if, you would start to create space for not just the good but also the difficult and uncomfortable, as best you can?

What if, you would learn to be with your body and mind, having the best intentions and care and kindness towards you.

What if, this could all mean that change can happen but perhaps not in the way you expected it?

What if, by learning to be with whatever is present, you could live a truer, more fulfilling life?

Isn't that what we all want?

Part of my job is to instill hope. To help the person who I am sharing a (nowadays online) space to see the light past the forest.

To make them feel like the work that is ahead - albeit it's daunting - is possible. And it's worth it, because they are worth it.

And you know what, most of the time this works.

I am privileged to follow a person's journey quite often from desperation and pain to reaching a place where they can strive. Where they can be themselves and live a life they are happy to wake up for.

Every single one of them had to slay dragons on the way, and I couldn't be prouder of them.

How Would You Live Then? Mary Oliver

What if a hundred rose-breasted grosbeaks flew in circles around your head? What if the mockingbird came into the house with you and became your advisor? What if the bees filled your walls with honey and all you needed to do was ask them and they would fill the bowl? What if the brook slid downhill just past your bedroom window so you could listen to its slow prayers as you fell asleep? What if the stars began to shout their names, or to run this way and that way above the clouds? What if you painted a picture of a tree, and the leaves began to rustle, and a bird cheerfully sang from its painted branches? What if you suddenly saw that the silver of water was brighter than the silver of money? What if you finally saw that the sunflowers, turning toward the sun all day and every day – who knows how, but they do it – were more precious, more meaningful than gold?

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