Hello Reader,

Here in the US, we are celebrating Martin Luther King Day. I have always loved learning about Martin Luther King and I find that the more I dive into who he was, the more I resonate with his teachings. I also fondly look forward to this weekend, because it is when I became a mother 17 years ago.

Motherhood was something I was very afraid of. I was 30 years old and at the time, I was leaning towards being an "old-maid" in motherhood terms. My first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage and I wasn't sure if I could handle the loss of another miscarriage. I had morning sickness the ENTIRE pregnancy and had to stop eating my favorite food, bacon, because I couldn't even think of it without getting sick. I HATED when people would tell me I was "glowing" and really just wanted to slap them when they said it. Let's not talk about the belly rubs, okay?! I was not a happy pregnant person. I also wasn't sure if I'd even be a good mother.

We had been married 8 years before we got pregnant and didn't actually think it was possible for us. In fact, we had just left both of our jobs and were living on our friends couch making up our minds about moving back to my husbands home town or maybe buying an RV and touring the country! The possibilities!

Our child had different plans for us.

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We could definitely not see the whole staircase! Where would we live? Could we get jobs again? To stay where we were? To move? What city do you raise a kid in? Pregnant?! WTH. The fear. The joy. Everything in between.

After the initial shock of our news, we took the first step. We decided to stay put. Then we went to the doctor. Then we went and got jobs. Then we found a place to live. Then we did the next thing, and the next thing, and so on. That reliance on faith to get us through? That lesson has earned it's weight in gold in our home and has gotten us up many flights of stairs since.

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Even when we WANT something to happen, we can still be afraid of the unknown. Having faith and defining what that is for yourself always applies to your life, not just during the obstacles and challenges. Having faith allows you to make decisions instead of sitting in paralysis. Having faith doesn't mean you have to have a smile on your face the whole time, it can simply allow you the confidence to take the next step.

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My word for 2022 is FAITH. I just decided that while sharing this story. I can see that I have been letting the fear of the unknown keep me at the bottom of some staircases.

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I'd love to hear from you. What does faith mean to you? When did you have to rely on faith to take your next step? Do you have a word of the year that's pointing you forward?

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Thanks for being here,

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PS - My annual Visioning Workshop is coming up in February. This year I'll be adding in 3 weeks of support following the workshop to help you integrate your vision. When you are able to embody your goals as the vision for your life, you can accomplish them with ease and joy. I'll show you how. Details coming later this week after I finish celebrating my child's birthday!!
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PSS - Any thoughts on how to convince children of this generation to get their drivers license?! I couldn't wait to get mine, but I have not figured out how to inspire this spawn of mine that they want theirs. Would love ideas if you have them!