I'll get to the red polka dot sneakers in a sec. Hold your horses. :)

It's Monday, it's post-Thanksgiving. You did it! You survived working full time, grocery shopping, getting the house cleaned, the cooking prep, cooking, dinner and lived to tell the story.

Well, maybe not all of you had a stressful holiday, but I'm guessing many of you did - and if you're lucky, it's smooth sailing from here and off to an awesome yoga retreat to bring in the New Year. You're probably thinking, yeah right! December is packed! In a week and a half, I have to figure out how to squeeze into my dress for the work holiday party, what to bring to the neighborhood get together, and how to get through it all sanely while being a good partner, boss, and co-worker. Not to mention a good parent or a soon-to-be parent.

Stress. Do you ever wonder where it comes from? Is it fear? Fear of failure? Fear of people realizing you are not happy? Fear of saying something you'll regret? Fear of being authentic to your voice, your feelings, your true self? Fear of biting your tongue again, just one last time, to save face, to avoid what needs to be said - because it's not worth the loss? Maybe those internal voices say "it's not worth it because he/she/they will never change", or "if I speak up, he/she can't handle it and I will be fired", or maybe you know you need R&R and yoga, but instead you decide to go anyway and mutter to yourself, "I need a glass of wine to cope with this social situation."

I know this stress because I lived with it for longer than I care to admit. I felt like I had to be strong at work to be respected as a leader and to succeed, and in my personal life, was also in the driver's seat having to make all of the decisions, when all I really wanted was to not lead for a while. It was hard and palpable and exasperatingly frustrating. To make matters worse, I was charging day after day physically doing cross fit or HIIT workouts (for the calorie burn of course because I wasn't at my goal weight) when I knew in my heart, I just needed to lay down in a gentle yoga class but was scared to, for fear of what I might feel. 

That's why, I wanted to ask you something. What if, for just one day, you could let go of one thing that is not serving you anymore, what would that one thing be? For the next 21 days, which includes my upcoming birthday, I'll be writing about letting go. To do that, I am also starting a cleanse to help clear my mind, release those pesky negative thoughts and feel more whole and light in my body.

Would you like to follow along? I'll be sharing recipes and tips on social media below and would LOVE some company. As always, if you need an extra helping hand this holiday season, please contact me for a free consultation.

PS: Ok, back to the shoes, I know you all were dying of suspense. I got those because I loved them. They are ridiculous, but I loved them and I wore them to work and rocked them. People made fun of me, and I kept rocking them. They made me SO happy - seriously. I mean, when was the last time you busted out and did something that made you feel like "hell yeah"?

What if, for just one day, you could let go of one thing that is not serving you anymore, what would that one thing be?