A lot of people make resolutions they still may be onboard with. I don’t make resolutions. I make intentions. First and foremost, I want my book Sexpot With Stretch Marks which comes out January 8th to be a huge success, a bestseller of course. I will do this by being me, authentically, not by marketing a certain way. Maybe that works for the big fancy and famous peeps, but real always works for me.

I don’t think I need to be a new me, although every day I’m learning, growing, and blooming.  As for other people who are looking to reinvent themselves this year, GO FOR IT!  Why not?  I did that a few years ago and the transformation is ever unfolding.  Just give yourself permission to be you.  My intention this very morning was to be my highest version, fullest potential, greatest joy today.  I think living our truest expression as in our sacred truth, deep down to our core, that beautiful child of God we are and always will be is so pure awesome.  This looks different for everyone.  It’s rockstar, in-your-face for some and others a quiet, gentle power like a cloud.

Our greatness can never be measured by an outside source.  Those achievements, accolades, pats on the back, are fleeting and dependence on them will bring you misery.  Deciding on goals of this new you is fabulous, but never lose sight of what matters.  I’m not talking about your family, that goes without saying.  I’m talking about the whole reason you want to change, be different, makes resolutions, set intentions is that NEW aspect of yourself you think will make you feel good.  You want to feel good.  So feel good.

Just feel good?  You ask.

Yes, this is one of the ways to both happiness and self-love.  Examine your life and those people, places, and things around you.  From your job, friends, activities, blogs and articles you peruse on social media…what makes you feel good? I’m not talking about short-lived happy, the high people get from some toxic behaviors as well, but the feel good that makes you proud of yourself and connected to others.  The feel good that makes you feel like yourself.  My husband is one of those people for me who makes me feel smarter, wiser, prettier, and funnier than I used to actually think I was.  It wasn’t enough in my twenties.  I felt good when others built me up but when I was alone, I felt deflated or if I was around someone I thought was cool, I felt like a dork and judged.

Now I know it is MY job to make myself happy.  I choose to feel good.  I chose the new me and even when I have moments I forget I’m her or I’m overwhelmed (in haggard mom mode)…I still know who I am.  I am a Divine spark of the Cosmic Creator.  Knowing this energy I can access at any time when I tune into it, feels expansive and free.

What does the New you feel like?