So this has been my last 24 hours: we shot all night long Saturday night. I got back to the hotel around 6 a.m.. I slept for two hours, got up to do my Conscious Creation Radio Show, drove two hours to the airport, and took a five hour flight to Los Angeles.

Needless to say I am a little bit…exhausted. I have 24 hours to do laundry, repack, and be on my way for a glorious trip to Bora Bora.

Now, all of this was made by CHOICE. I chose to take the job, I chose to postpone my trip at a significant cost, I chose to do the radio show and fly back on Sunday, and I chose to have a one-day turnaround.

What is interesting to me is that I also seem compelled to experience the drama somewhat in doing it all. It sounds internally like, “This is so hard on you! You’re going to be exhausted. You didn’t plan this out very well blah, blah, blah.”

Which reminds me of this great statement I heard in one of my brain training segments: We would rather master disappointment than embrace thriving.

Basically, the thrill of mastering the struggle has become an inherent part of creation. We just believe it makes thriving more important … like it is an integral PART of thriving!

So, here I have created everything I want, and I am adding the “oh poor me it’s such a hard day” stuff on top of it so my thriving can feel … more important. Dear God! But it also creates the illusion of depleted energy.

I know this all sounds familiar because we all are still playing out this learned pattern in some ways, and I am inviting us all to redirect ourselves into “thriving is fun and easy.” Let’s just all focus on thriving this week. Loving to thrive. I Am thriving. I Am joyfully thriving.

I will be playing with this in Bora Bora where thriving should be a piece of cake. 

But as we know, wherever we go, there we are. So it’s up to me internally to shift this, so my experience of the world … no matter where I am … is thriving.

Happy thriving everyone!


“Thriving is when we consistently choose to be joyously born in every moment of choice.” 

-Dee Wallace