In the last few days in Chiang Mai, I get to watch squirrels on my balcony, count birds outside my window, eat food that comes with flowers, send emails among trees while drinking homemade honey lemon tea and basking my skin in sunset.☀️
I’m staying in a quiet AirBnb with a giant wooden writing desk (writer’s dream!) I occasionally get visited by baby cockroaches 👀 (which I kill instantly using Thailand’s infamous Chaindrite repellent - which, by the way, if you haven’t watched their commercial, you should ...) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I’m breathing freedom in and out of my lung. Man oh man... it’s delicious! ✨
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I had wanted to experience the “nomadic lady freedom-preneur life for years. And for years, I brushed it aside with the unquestioned default narrative: “It’s impossible.” (Watch out: limiting belief!)
I remember one afternoon early this year, as I was on my way to the grocery store to pick up some eggs, I had an Eureka moment.
I got skeptical with my own limiting belief.
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“Wait... Maybe it is not ‘impossible.’”
“What if it is possible? Even just a little bit?”
Something clicked in my brain.
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Though I was fully dressed, I wanted to ran around the streets shouting my discovery panty-less.
The power of questioning your own belief. 💫 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
That’s the moment that my brain cracked open so the light of a new possibility could enter my life. And now as I’m typing these words under a curtain of fern leaves, having just finished another plate of flower-decorated food, and another cup of honey lemon tea, the possibility of the life I’m living feels like “Duh of course it is.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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The life you want is meant for you. (Unless what you have in mind is to permanently live on mount Everest 🏔 dressing like a cuttlefish 🐙 - in which case, feel free to prove me wrong.)
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So to you, dream without fear. Hold onto that vision. Because it’s potato-level possible. And because your desire is sacred. Your desire is life yearning for itself. Never deny it, for the love of all things.💛
