Don’t wait to be chosen, always choose yourself

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Recently I feel like I am sitting in the waiting room of life. I haven’t been here for very long but I am growing ever impatient. The thing is that I am not waiting for the nurse to call my name, I am not waiting for a man to offer me a promotion, a barista or the bank teller. I am not waiting to be chosen, to be called up, to have my name on any list. I made sure a long time ago that I crafted a life where I would never, ever line up to be picked.

I think somewhere along the way, thankfully earlier on in life, I recognized that if I didn’t make choices for myself then others would do it for me and I was damn sure that I never wanted that to be a boss, a company or an organization that I didn’t align with. I created a life that meant I wasn’t working to anyone else’s plan, showing up to other people’s meetings or doing work that they deemed important, I cultivated a life that meant I would be fluidly and freely of service, never waiting to be chosen based on my skills, talents or education in comparison to all of the others in the line.

I would wait for no one and be of service to all. So the brutal reality in moments like these; I am waiting for myself to open up to the next wave of magical inspiration to take a hold of my senses.

Now, don’t feel too sorry for me I am off to a coworking catch up with one of the funniest women I know to craft a plan for a rad new project that involves huge life adventures…but there is a creative lull in my cosmos right now that is causing a delicious stirring of “what the hell is next”

A list of things to do in this self-imposed waiting room. Just keep creating. Be ridiculously kind to self. Stay connected to other humans. Know that it will be even better than you could imagine. Don’t miss the magic of NOW, waiting for the wonder of tomorrow.

The build-up. Right before the beat drops. A roaring hum that surges up through the ether, out through the speakers and rumbles wildly in your chest, compressing your lungs just enough to squeeze out the euphoria mingled with a hint of near death. Rising thirst for what is about to come. A primal yearning for uninhibited release. Cellular anticipation.


I think I always loved those moments in a DJs set just as much as the body altering beat drop. Feeling the collective excitement on a dance floor. Intertwining energies with those around me who also felt the rush of the in-between, the anticipation of the waiting, the shivers of building momentum.


Experiencing a rush of euphoria on countless dance floors taught me there is big magic in the delays, the unknown. Exotic uncharted territory. The waiting, wondering, stirring. The journey towards the heights are equally as exhilarating as the peak. There is wisdom to be gathered in the courtship of an idea, an unexplored body of work.

No need to rush or push. The drop will come soon enough and when it does you’ll be well stocked with wonder from the journey it took to get there.

Enjoy your process. Even the detours, delays and deviations bring great lessons if we tune into their rhythm. Everything has a story to tell. Are you feeling it?

Grab your journal. Time to work it out, write it out, get it out.

First, let’s come to a place of gratitude because that is always a divine place to start.

What building momentum are you grateful for in your life right now? Is it a project? A relationship? A healing journey? A vision for a new job, home or situation to come into your life?

What sensations does this building momentum bring to your body? How do you feel about the growth of this part of your life?

What sweet and loving actions can you take today to nurture your body and wellbeing? How can you bring laughter to your day? Sunshine to your life? Movement to your experience?

Who can you reach out to today to feel nourishing and loving human connection?

What negative thought or feeling have you sensed today that you could flip into a feeling of gratitude and freedom?

How are you allowing yourself time to luxuriate in the in-between moments without forcing or rushing? What actions do you take to appreciate this part of the process?

I’ll say it again, not just for myself. Enjoy your process. Even the detours, delays and deviations bring great lessons if we tune into their rhythm. Everything has a story to tell. Are you listening?

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DEANNE LOVE

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