The Real Annie Sanchez
Stories, lessons & hope from your favorite life coach
Doing what I do for the ravenous, fiery, Mars-like desire to become, acquire, achieve, experience — whether for social or spiritual ascension — is the shortest end of the stick I can pick up. I’m intimately familiar with this way of doing things and how rarely fulfilling it is, if at all.
I know firsthand how this approach makes it almost impossible to feel grounded and like I have a grip on things.
The truth is, I always knew enough and had the tools to live the way I wanted but so much of what I believed was tethered to what other people believed. People who cared about me, people who loved me.
Because I didn't know any better, when they projected their doubts, fears, and whatever limiting beliefs they had about themselves (or me), I believed them. They were older or more this or more that than me.
I’m a big believer in reflection, journaling, setting goals and all that, but I cannot get behind the sense of urgency around having all this stuff on lock already, or even being ready to dig into them right now.
For one, reflection is an ongoing process. Having goals set and a word of the year in place already is not a sign that anyone is more together than you. Not having them in place “yet” is a sign that you’re human, surviving a pandemic and doing the best that you can.
I’ve been so fucking fed up and also felt so paralyzed by the next step. I’ve been heartbroken, shedding perhaps more tears than in 2014 when my grandpa, mom and grandma all died.
In relationship with all this heaviness, I’ve carried so much good and my ancestors carried so much more to help me arrive here to this moment. None of it has been by accident.
I believe strongly that I have come this far for a reason and have a responsibility to keep moving forward into the fullest expression of who 👏🏽 I 👏🏽 am 👏🏽.
Every single day is another chance to get that much closer. The same is true for you.
