Lindsey McCune

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ecstatic
/ɪkˈstatɪk,ɛkˈstatɪk/
adjective
1. feeling or expressing overwhelming happiness or joyful excitement.
2. involving an experience of mystic self-transcendence.

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This is the face of a woman who realized her passport expires in 6 months. It is also the face of a woman who is leaving for India in 18 days (take two).* This is the face of a woman whose business, creativity and service to others are taking greater heights each day. A woman who has experienced other-worldly grief this year. And the breadth of love that only comes from a well of sorrow so deep that it once felt like it wouldn’t end. This is a face of recovery. Of the truest understanding, that only found in the present. She lives a life so full that sometimes the breath leaves her body. A life rooted in rich connection to herself and others. Of sharing - giving, receiving.

This, my dears, is the face of an adventurer. The me-est of me’s.

Today is not a new year for a new you. Today is a day for recommitment to the most you-est of you’s. The love, the business, the life that is always emerging.

I’m. Here. For. It.

*oh, and don’t worry, there’s an expedited passport service for that.

In the words of a dear friend of mine, “Identity Crisis? Yes, please!”

I have made few personal plans during this whole global emergency thing that’s been happening these last few years. Mostly little of note, all part of me being purposeful. But one was a trip. A lifetime trip. One to my own spiritual landing. And today, I would have been on a flight. And then two more to land. And that’s not what’s happening. I’m at my home, in my pajamas, making food in the Instant Pot, went to yoga today. All delightful things, mind you. And today, I’m not in India.

It occurs to me regularly the identities I’m holding In the moment. Things I’ve held as part of me that I’ve used to pinpoint myself. For a long time, it was trauma I had experienced, the survivor, the highly emotional one. Or things that gave me a sense of belonging, healing, journeying - coach, entrepreneur, Conscious one, yogi, person in recovery. Or things that told others who I thought I was - the transformation ju**ie, the self development leader. With the postponement of this trip, I recognized a deeper layer of another identity - the Adventurer! The seeker, the infinitely curious.

I’m not gonna lie, some of these identities weren’t as fun to be with and it’s a regular practice of mine to ask myself, “who would I be without this identity, this idea of myself?” To tune into the me beyond my conceptions of who I think I am is so freeing. But the Adventurer?! In this moment, she’s a damn delight. Possibilities and fun and MAXIMUM freedom. So I’m enjoying and taking my adventurer on some dates. Have any ideas? Favorite spots or quirky, off-the-wall ideas? Drop in the comments below - maybe me and my Adventurer may end up there.

A friend once asked me, “what’s the lie you tell yourself to keep up the pattern of behavior?” In this case, the pattern was self-judgment. “What’s the lie?” I asked. “Yep.” It took me a little while to grok and I made this face 🤔 for a while…. Ahhhhh, the lie was that I needed to be different in order to be better. Or ok. Or perfect. It was through recognizing the lie that I learned the truth - that we don’t need to be anything other than what we are. That the perfection lies within. There always. And it is in full out, no holds barred loving oneself that the truth really shines. Without apologies. That is honesty. THAT is the truth.

Well isn’t that fun.

To be who I want, to do what I want, to eat what I want is an act of rebellion. The brilliance of choosing me – choosing precisely what I want to do, how I want to do it, and who I am in a given moment is an act purely against old, conditioned behaviors.

And see, a funny thing about rebellion… one day it loses its shine, its glimmer. Once you’ve reveled in the adrenalin of it and let it play it out, the result settles into your being. The sheer act of taking contrary action, of interrupting an old pattern brings choice… and what lasts? Knowing oneself a little bit more, clarity, the thrill of pure, abundant authenticity.

I have not been totally comfortable in my skin these last few days. I’m feeling called to do some big stuff, level up, take action, and build. One of the coolest consequences of this is the offering up awareness of patterns, of stories I have used to avoid feeling scared or excited or satisfied. “I’ll just do this before I start” and “You know, someone else might be able to do this better” and “SQUIRREL!” You know what’s so cool about seeing these patterns?! I’M LEARNING! YAY, LEARNING!

One of my most favorite things in the world is to learn. When I know better, I do better, I support better and I’m of service in ways I didn’t know were possible. And I don’t know about you, but that’s my aim.

So if you’re struggling. Or uncomfortable. Or totally joyous. Or grieving. Or thriving. And simply don’t know what to do with it all? My invitation is to appreciate yourself and the learning. Relish the fact that you’re a f*cking badass and are growing to be a more expanded you. AREN’T YOU SO GREAT?! You really are.

Did you ever enjoy football? As kids, my cousin and I used to watch together and he’d say, “Watching football with you sucks, Cousin. You expect every play to be a Hail Mary pass to the end zone. That’s not how football works. You gotta have the building plays to get the big plays.” How I love it (and hate it) when that M**o is right.

Some days require just a little bit more eye-on-the-prize, seeing what’s there instead of what isn’t, doing the next right thing and a solid dose of (and another two of ). Each step forward yields just that, a step forward. Walking with purpose, planting seeds. And then, one day, just like that... 🌱✨magic🌱✨

And... back at home, comfortably working from my sofa. Quite the shift from the tent. Holy cow, what’s it like to have a hot shower steps from me. I’m really appreciating how a shift in location, in context refreshes my perspective and allows me more creative momentum!

You know, it is proven that new choices create a shift in context, new context creates new neural pathways. New neural pathways allow an opening for new and brilliant possibilities. Sign me up for new and brilliant possibilities. 🙌🏻