I forgot something the other day.
As I pushed and created,
As I got excited and went all in.
This dream of mine was coming to life.

Yet amidst the planning and launching,
I found myself feeling like I forgot something.
Something important.
Something that shouldn’t be forgotten.

I sat there combing my lists,
Looking through my messages.
I checked my calendar and my social media,
​Then asked my husband if he knew what was missing.

I fell asleep with a problem to solve.
I woke up working on a solution.
I turned on the sunroom lights
And made some coffee.
Then settled into my blue linen chair
And opened my journal.
Day 354 of Morning Pages.

Four hours later, my husband walked out of our room.
​I looked down to find that I had written 26 pages. ​
26 hand-written pages of small print.
All of my thoughts and feelings.
All of my musings and wonderings.
All of my truth.

Thousands of words straight from my heart
From my Future Self.
From my Higher Self.
From my intuition.

And that’s where I found it.
The missing puzzle piece.
The thing I forgot.

I forgot myself.

This problem I was solving
Was for everyone else.
To create a program
That supports others
While forgetting what I need most.

I needed rest.
​Pure and simple.

And as I sat there staring at the page
With those words staring back at me,
I knew the rest I needed was more than a nap.

It was a reset.
A revival.
A rejuvenation.
A recharge of my batteries.

I had been going way too long.
​Moving way too fast.
Morphing one part of myself into another.
Shifting one part of my business into another.
Never fully taking time to check in and ask myself
The question I ask of others:
​What do you really want?

And so, I sat there
Staring at my 26 pages of notes
And I asked myself this question.
What tumbled out was a shift out of DOing
And into BEing.
Even if it was going to be painfully quiet for the moment.

As I began this restful period,
I wrote even more about what I wanted.
I wrote about who I wanted to become.
And what I needed to unbecome.

I gave myself space to dream,
​To create and to honor my rhythms.
And in the end, I found myself.

I found a woman who had spent almost 25 years
In service of everyone else.
A woman who needed space.

So I went for a walk on the beach.
The sunrise coming over the horizon
And my friend asked “what does rest mean to you?”​
My answer surprised me.

“This.
Having a morning of my own design
With nothing rushing me.”

That’s when it hit me.
​It was time to create something for ME.
​For my weary worn-out exhausted heart.
So full of giving to everyone else
And not leaving enough space for me.

I knew I wasn’t the only one.
I knew I wasn’t alone.
And I knew exactly what to do.
I found the thing that would help.
And it was the perfect time to make it.

I said two words.
And as soon as they came out of my mouth,
My face lit up.
Then I shared those two words with someone else
And their face did the same thing.

Over the next week, I chatted with other weary souls
And felt their exhaustion as they fought for peace.
As they were moving into their becoming
By unbecoming everything the world asked of them.

So I said these two words to them
And their eyes began to sparkle.

In my whole career, I’ve never had anything flow so smoothly.
​So I know this is from my highest and best
For your highest and best.
So I’ll say it to you.

I’d like to invite you to

Two days of celebrating recharge, relaxation, and reset.
A magical space to reimagine your life from ease and flow.

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Just like I did.
​I made this for me, for you, for us.

If your eyes lit up as you read that,
​Click here to grab your ticket
​Then block your calendar
And plan to be tech-free
As you walk alongside others just like you
and find you... again.

Then when you get back,
You’ll have everything you need
To remember yourself.
To never forget yourself again.

I’ll be there
Resting alongside you.
Will I see you there? (check it out)

I love you, beautiful soul!
Melanie

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