𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗢𝗡𝗘'𝗦 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗦 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗦. 𝗨 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗨 𝗔𝗥𝗘… I am kind. I am PROUD AF to be kind. it is one of the things I like most about myself and I will never eva apologise for it duh… but I need to talk about something that don’t get said an awful lot in business… because there are peeps out there who see kindness and think… easy target. (Well they dont quite think those words maybe, but u get the gist) and I've had enough of staying quiet about it….LFG 𝗶𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀… - u extend a payment plan because someone's going through something and ur beautiful damn luvly July heart says help them… and then one day they just… stop. no message. no explanation. just gone. and ur sat there holding the bill for ur own generosity grrrr - it looks like a 60 minute call that becomes 2 hours 17 mins because u big time care and u don't wanna to cut them off… and they start expecting 2 hours every time without ever acknowledging what ur giving. - it looks like replying at all hours because ur passionate overload and u care about their result duh… and suddenly ur available 24/7 whether u agreed to that or not. - it looks like doing extra work outside the scope because u WANT them to succeed obvs… and watching that extra effort get taken for granted so quietly u almost don't notice until ur burning out. - it looks like saying "pay me when u can" because u trust someone… and learning that trust meant absolutely nothing to them… - it looks like going above and beyond. again. and again. and again. and one day realising they don't even fricken notice anymore because ur generosity has become their standard… - it looks like overriding ur gut because u wanted to see the best in someone… ignoring the red flags because u totes believed in their potential… staying way past the point u should have left because ur not a quitter and u don't give up on people. - it looks like vouching for someone to ur network and watching them let u down.

we walked through the gate into the temple… and there was nobody there… like NOBODY… not one offering… not one decoration… not even a sign that anyone had been there that day… three women standing in full Balinese dress… kabayas… sarongs… sashes… looking absolutely beautiful if I do say so myself… completely and utterly baffled… 😂 but let me back up… Galangan is the biggest festival of the year here in Bali… happens every 210 days because they go off the moon calendar… 13 months a year… which honestly I think is the right way… the 12 month calendar is a crock of shit anyway… Galangan it's all about good over evil… the victory of dharma over adharma… and the whole island transforms… families out on scooters from the early hours… visiting their temples… laying offerings… every single home here has its own temple and watching families move between them in the morning light was just… everything… and the penjor… oh the penjor… towering bamboo poles lining every single street… coconuts… rice… sacred offerings all the way up… the curve representing Mount Agung… the sacred mountain… the holy dragon with its tail planted in the ground arching towards the heavens… I mean. COME ON. DAMN BEAUTIFUL so me and two gorg friends decided we wanted to properly immerse ourselves… not just watch from the outside… actually BE immersed in it… now here's the bit I don't always share… I get really severe social anxiety, its sucks, … something I'm totes tryna work on… and it hits hardest when I walk into new environments with new faces and no idea what the rules are… and walking into a temple during a sacred ceremony in full ceremonial dress… surrounded by people I don't know… in a culture I'm still learning… my head went into full spiral mode… do I take an offering… do we pray… do we stand back… are we even allowed here… what if I do something wrong… what if I offend someone… I nearly talked myself out of it… but I didn't… and I'm so glad I didn't… I'm so damn grateful I had two people with me that day… because sometimes u just need other humans to walk through the door with u…

something that happened this week because it totes stopped me in my tracks and reminded me exactly why The Backroom community is what it is… and why I'm so damn grateful for it so I had this idea… I was gonna open the Backroom up for 48 hours… let the outside world have a nosy… see the vibe… see the epic humans… see what actually goes on in there part of me kinda thought it would be great for visibility for everyone inside and also the space itself… a little experiment… would people see it and wanna jump in? So before I did anything… I asked The Backroom members… obvs and their responses changed my mind completely One said "I've written things in here I wouldn't share anywhere else publicly" another said "what makes a space like this special is that you can share vulnerably… that's the whole point of being behind a paid wall with people you trust" Another said "I'd feel really uncomfortable if a private community suddenly went public… even for 48 hours" And I sat there reading those and just went… yeah THAT is it. THAT is what makes this place different… epic af… and worth protecting always the fact that people come in and say the real thing… the scary thing… the vulnerable thing… without performing… without worrying about who's watching… without softening it for public consumption You don't find that everywhere… totes not and it's not something I'm ever gonna trade for visibility… not even for a nano second so we're staying private… always… what's said in the Backroom stays in the Backroom ✌️ BUT… it did make me think about the people on the outside… if you've been kinda watching from out there… wondering what actually goes on in the Backroom… wondering if it's your kind of space… here's what I can tell you it's a space where people say the thing they've been too scared to say anywhere else… where they show up for each other without even being asked… where the conversations are real and the results are real and the HUMANS are amazing

What's your experience, YAY or NAY... I am normally a photo-and-text kinda girl... But something in me is saying give carousels a bash, then there is something else saying not sure if you should bother... So yup I am torn... Insights please?

IT’S ALL SUBJECTIVE… Look, here’s the thing… I am TOTES not afraid to speak my voice… (if you had not noticed already) And I am definitely not afraid for people to have opinions about it too Some people will vibe with it. Some people won’t. That’s called being HUMAN It’s also called polarising… and OBVS that’s kinda the point. We are NOT meant to be everybody’s cup of tea. And also… let’s be honest… not everybody is your cup of tea either. That’s life. But here’s the bit that rolls eyes baffles me sometimes… When people spend their time commenting on stuff purely to nit-pick style. CAPS Tone Words Delevery....blah blah blah.... Like… hmmmm really? Me personally, I tend to give my time and energy to things that either resonate, align, challenge me in a good way, or make me think. I’m not scrolling around the internet looking for petty little things to poke poop at. Although… hands up… yes OBVS I know I’m kinda doing that right now in this post 😂 (tutu) But my BIGGER point is this… Don’t be afraid to be yourself online. Some people will love it. Some people will roll their eyes. Some people will scroll straight past. None of that makes anyone a bad person. It just means we are all different humans with different tastes, perspectives and tolerances. And honestly… that’s the beautiful bit. Because imagine how boring this place would be if we all sounded the bloody same… And look… if you’re in a group where you’re allowed to advertise your community… then OBVS put your link. Go for it. CAPITAL letters? Yep I use them sometimes A LOT Sarcasm? 100%. Swearing? Now and again… because I’m human not a polite robot called Robert. Professional? Yes. Absolutely I am. But professional does NOT mean borasaursus, silent, sanitised and sounding like everybody else. Do I make up my own words sometimes?Also-fricken-lutely-yessssaaa Do I ramble a bit? Probs teehee Do I like tea? Nah not really that much… I’m more of a coffee human.