Every year I pick a word to describe my vision for the year to come. Last year my word was THRIVE, which I think I rocked pretty hard. This year my word is STRIP. Which, believe me, has garnered a good bit of attention.

Have you ever heard the statement “I am sick and tired of being sick and tired”? That is where I am in my own personal existence right now. I am so freaking tired of being tired. Why am I so tired? Well, I could go on and on about how I have 4 kids, and give you a ton of (real) and a ton of (imagined) excuses. However, after the rolling over of the New Year, I have realized there is only one excuse. I have been scared. I have let my fear, cloak me from sharing the bright shining light that is me, at my core.

Why have I been scared to share? Well, it’s scary! I was scared that I wasn’t good enough, and this is a big one for me…that I was a burden. I used to hate putting myself and all that I have to offer out on Social Media, because I had this overwhelming thought that people are thinking “Oh shit, there’s Mandy again, and her green juice, or yoga or Thai bodywork…eye-roll…eye-roll…what a poser, fraud, etc”.

After working with some amazing women, meditation, lots of yoga, and soul work…that cloak is gone. I have completely stripped down. Down to the core, to my inner soul.

This is also scary, but in a new, and more exciting way. Instead of being scared of other people’s judgement, I am scared silly with excitement. I am scared of all of the endless possibilities.

A raw, naked, crazy, open, sassy, sparkly version of my former self. A self that was as amazing as she is was, but, now you can clearly see her. You can clearly see all she has to offer and to give. The space that she is giving from is a place of love, with no cloaks. No judgement, no worry of inadequacy, only what is here, right here, right now, and given from a place of amazing and heart centered love.

What is your word for 2019? What cloak (s) do you want/need to strip off? Let go, and let your raw naked self emerge. Yes, it is scary. Scary as hell. But, you can handle it, I know you can. Give yourself permission to be vulnerable, stay in that space, and it will get easier day by day. Your skin will continue to get stronger and you will no longer need to get dressed, layer after layer of basic bullshit that is not serving you.