Is it the same for you that everything always starts happening at the same time? You could be applying for opportunities for a year and hear nothing back, then, all of a sudden you are hella busy or having to choose which opportunity to take. That is me currently, super grateful.
THE GOOD
Starting with some housekeeping. From improved gut health due to finding the right supplements for my SIBO/IMO/IBS giving me capacity to live a normal life and eating diverse plant foods in abundance again, simply fabulous. The journey is not over but I am happy as SIBO is not holding me back or keeping me broke.
My 3rd out of 4 college projects is almost ready for submission and it has taught me so much the last 3 months including appreciating my team player qualities to effective leadership, radical acceptance and more truths about the realities of the events industry.
Reminded of how lucky I am to look and feel like I do. That may sound so arrogant but it does not stem from arrogance. I have spent the last few years showering myself in acts and words of love as I wasted so many years doing the opposite as did most people I speak with so we all have a lot of making up to do. Yet, still there are times we can slip back to the habit of harsh self criticism. My inner self talk persisted daily about the darkness of my eyes, most likely due to poor sleep quality, overuse of screens and SIBO. Then, there I was looking in the mirror as I heard the words of a loved one repeat in my mind of how there are people out there who would love to have a face like mine with healthy skin which snapped me out of it. We all have parts of ourselves that others desire for themselves and we all have insecurities and that is normal but not if we treat ourselves without kindness. We can not stop the inner voice, only how we respond to it.
THE GREAT
It’s official! I am Irish. Tá sé oifigiúil. Is Éireannach mé.
Not because I speak Irish, I wish! My Irish citizenship came in the post after 2 years with the cutest letter I may add. Now let’s be honest my soul was Irish all along as even though I was born in Birmingham, yes a brummie that still says flannel, not facecloth; I moved to Ireland in 1995, aged 5 and my friends at 9 trained me out of my brummie accent and into the way of the kingdom, being County Kerry in the South West of Ireland. To this day though my accent isn’t distinct as it’s a mix of Kerry, Cork, Birmingham and the US thanks to all those tv hours as a teen.
Imperfectly Positive 