𝟮𝟳𝘁𝗵 𝗦𝗲𝗽 𝟮𝟲 Summat frickin weird in a blow-ya-mind kinda way has been happening to me a lot lately, and now I sit to write it down in my journal, I cannot recollect most of the examples (bloody typical hey) but every time it happens my jaw drops and pretty much always the word WTF comes out of my mouth, then often I have to share with someone, mainly Ekka, half because I am in shock and secondly to check I have not lost the plot completely. OK so one small example of the kinda thing that is happening daily, MULTIPLE TIMES, yea allotta WTFs. The day before yesterday I was looking on Google Maps for some new places to try out vegan local food, not here in Ubud but around, I pinned them on my maps, one looked epic and we were like gotta go here next week. Bare in mind these are not like trendy hot spots everyone knows about, they are off the beaten track style, well yesterday someone I know, on Insta, said Mimi just went to this place, it was fab, you should try it, here I go, 𝗝𝗔𝗪 𝗗𝗥𝗢𝗣, 𝗪𝗧𝗙, what are the chances of that, we had NO conversation about this… Now the synchronicities (is that what they are, my mind has gone blank) are appearing with everything, Ekka thinks is beacuse its my truth, it's real. What do you think? 𝗢𝗞, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗜𝗚 𝗢𝗡𝗘 I have been doing heaps of thinking lately about the direction of my life, especially when it comes to work, making money, the future, summat I enjoy. And yesterday, as I was looking through past stuff, yoga videos, insight timer, meditation for myself and for other companies, I had a 𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗕𝗨𝗟𝗕 𝗠𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 (and another later) (and another later)I love talking (well not always) but reading, and talking, yes, my voice has always been received well, people have actually paid for it in the past, and I was like, hmmm, maybe I could do audiobooks, voiceovers, etc. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝘁𝘄. A reel appeared on FB, someone talking about how they make money from voiceover, this was not a totes random moment, as Frank always seems to know what I am doing and throw something our way, is he listening to our thoughts?

So lets give it a bash hey...so i crated this space to test if Skool can kinda be used like socials...so it very different to my COMMUNITY pages... But at the time of writing this there are 93 of you epic humans..and its about fricken time we get to know each other... 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴..𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞? 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗔? 𝗦𝗨𝗕𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗲𝘁𝗰... 𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘂𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝗥𝗢𝗣 𝗬𝗔 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗦 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗼... WOOP (or at least WOOP if u read this)

Was doing some deep reflect stuff this morning in my journal about conversations with people…sounds pretty bland…but nah it's fascinating..well to me anyways… I'm gonna call this one the circle problem thingy… I am sure we have all heard it time and time again…to lean on your people when things go wrong or you are going through the shit bits Talk to your friends. Talk to your family. Yes obvs do it…but this is where my weird wonderful curious mind went… Hmmmm sometimes that's 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗦𝗧 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗜𝗧…. (WTF, stay with me) Not because they don't love you though…but because THEY KNOW TOO MUCH. They've got your past in the room with them, maybe your last three decisions, maybe their own opinion of your ex, their own fears about money, their own idea of who you've always been…the friends of friends…the what if they share..what if this changes things between us…the list is endless… So you're never just describing the stuff ur going through…you're describing it to someone who's 𝗔𝗟𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬 𝗚𝗢𝗧 𝗔 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨. Like, say ya tell a friend you're thinking of packing in your job. B4 you've even finished the sentence, you can feel them thinking, but she said that about the last one too. And now you're not just talking about the job anymore, you're managing THAT thought too, defending a decision you haven't even made yet eeek And you feel it, don't ya, that little adjustment you make before you've even finished the sentence u wanna say. And you find that you're watching their face change, choosing your words so they don't worry, reassuring them mid sentence that you're fine actually, sorta ok, 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 while you're trying to work out your own damn head… Is this making sense?… I've noticed I do it a lot. I soften bits. I skip bits out. I sometimes don't say the thing that makes me sound like I've cocked it the fck up. Which means the convo I actually needed never gets completely had, and I can come away having been comforted but not helped… 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝗹𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁… well simply HEAR it. No history attached. No flinching. And here's the bit I reckon matters most, they've got nothing to lose by asking the blunt thing. A freinds got a relationship to protect, so they soften the question. A stranger doesn't, so they just ask it. And half the time THAT'S the one that cracks it open…

the left page of a notebook gives me the eebie jeebies to write on. Bobblier than the right. Tried it once or twice, but nah - sticking to the right. Common thing, or am I simply wierd af again... Just inking out loud, Mimi x ✍️

I really have a problem with wishy washy pens. This one is dull and more like grey than black — why does this kinda thing disturb me so much? Same with black pens vs blue. Why would anyone write with a blue pen?? Yuk. Or am I just totally weird? I’ll take both lol. Who wants normal anyways, that’s boring pfttt...