Take a moment and think of one thing you did when you were a kid that brought you joy…
Something small.
Something simple.
Something you didn’t do for praise or productivity — but just because it lit you up inside.
Do you have that thing?
Hold that thought for a second.
I was at the dog park chatting with this guy — a fellow dog parent — when he asked me a simple question:
“Do you sing in the shower?”
Without thinking twice about it, I said no.
Because here’s my honest belief: people who sing in the shower don’t actually know how to sing. They sing there because it’s the one place they can pretend no one’s listening.
But me? I sing in real life.
Why?
Cause I can actually sing. I’ve performed, competed, even “recorded” music in high school.
So no — I don’t need bathtub acoustics.
Then he said, “Oh, so you SING sing?”
And I said, “Well, I can sing… but I haven’t performed in a while.”
And just like that, I started remembering…
The competitions.
The open mics.
The way my whole body felt when I sang.
Then he asked the question that hit me harder than I expected:
“So why did you stop?”
And I said the thing I hadn’t said out loud before:
“I guess I became an adult… and started abandoning myself.”
Not all at once — but piece by piece. I swapped joy for productivity.
I replaced creativity with career goals.
I got caught up in what I was supposed to want.
And the scariest part?
I didn’t even realize it was happening.
Have you ever felt that way?
Like the real you slipped away quietly while you were busy chasing what looked good on paper?
Have you ever told yourself you’re doing everything “right,” but still feel like something is off?
The truth is, we were never meant to abandon joy to earn our worth.
We were never meant to perform strength to feel safe.
And yet the world taught us otherwise.
It told us to grow up, settle down, make sense, play small, and be realistic.
And we believed it.
Because that’s what “good girls” do, right?
But what if they were wrong?
What if your softness is your strength?
What if your joy is your power?
What if adulting was never supposed to cost you your aliveness?
What if the most powerful thing you could do is go back to the you who loved boldly, dreamed big, and danced just for fun?
That version of you still exists.
She’s not gone. She’s just waiting for you to come back.
And if this stirred something in you…
If you’re feeling the nudge to get quiet and come home to yourself, I created something just for us.
A sacred, immersive retreat in Southern Africa.
A space to pause the performance, quiet the noise, and return to who you were before the world told you who to be.
It’s called The Reset — and early bird access (with $6,000+ in bonuses designed to support your transformation before, during, and after The Reset) is open for 48 hours only.
Join me and come see what joy feels like again.
But joy doesn’t need to come from a retreat alone…
I’m challenging you to do ONE small thing this week that brings you joy.
Pure joy.
The kind you reveled in when you were a kid.
And …
If you take me up on the challenge and do one small joyful thing this week, DM me and tell me what it was.
I’ll tell you mine, too.
And no, it’s not eating mud.
While that might have been joyful back in the day…
That phase is officially over for good 😅.
