I was once an Asian dude
YEAH, HIIIII, I'M BACK FROM THE SUMMER HIATUS AND I'M GIVING MERINGUE A LIL' CONTENT ZHUZH TO MAKE SURE I'M BRINGING WHAT I MEAN TO BRING TO THE TABLE
Today we’re gonna talk:
★ why I was away
★ that one time I realized I was once an Asian dude
★ desire for fire
Ready to roll? Let's hop on into The Mixing Bowl...
(I did what I teach you not to do!)
If you've been with me a while, you could see the writing on the wall from my last newsletter post in June that a lil' burnout was on the horizon. Entrepreneuring ain't easy bb. After I relaunched my website (which I've already changed a bit btw), I ran outta steam to launch Beaucoup Boundaries.
Then the kiddos were out of school with no programs so I was parenting 24/7 this summer. We had fun but I don't recommend raw-dogging parenting like that.
And now I'm going a bit of a different direct for the moment. I'm focusing on establishing my IRL offer here in Paris before I come back to the boundaries course. I promise this is all connected. And if Soft Sundae confuses you, my bad. Check out my Open Haus series to get a clear understanding of how my brain and this wellness studio work.
Anyways, welcome back to Meringue! The boys are back in school (though their first 2-week holiday is already upon us in a week. France...), September was a transition moment and now I'm back in full swing and I've learned a few things about my capacity and how to move more strategically in my biz.
But what I really wanna share about is that one time back in 2014 when I was doing one of my Thai Yoga Bodywork certifications, we were led through a past life regression breathwork session. And holy balls! That shit was so crazy! I was the only person who had such a vivid experience. Don't know what the heck that means but I'll share what the experience was:
I was a disabled Chinese man in ancient times, pre-European contact. I had a long black beard and I was also a little chubby. I wore red. Deep crimson red. Red hat. Red robes. And I was sitting on a bed also covered in red silk with red silk curtains draped around it. I was from a family of means, maybe nobles. I wasn't super happy, but not sad either. I (current me) had the impression that this past me was often alone and quite used to the silence of it all. The message that past me shared with current me was simple: "Live life. Have fun!" And I've carried those words with me in my heart since that day.
Now don't leave me hanging. Have you ever had a past life regression experience? Or even simply, have you ever remembered something vividly from another era, another time? I have a strong WWII memory too and a foggy recollection of being a young princess somewhere in Africa.
If you're still with me by this point, we're ride or die friends. Look, shit gets weird over here. You want energy readings, you gotta be ok with a lil' weird every now and again.
Well I know you're itching to hear about what energetic messages I got around creativity. So Imma get right to it below.
But first...
