YOU ARE GONNA HAVE TO LIVE A LITTLE. That’s what I tell my clients all the time when they are trying to micro-manage every itty bit of their lives in order to heal.
I spent most of my life in California eating organic food, holding my breath when I walked by a smoker, and being afraid that every misstep would kill me. I lived in a bubble of fear.
In order to heal, I had to let go of being so rigid.
Now, I live in NYC where they serve Halloween candy with their grass-fed organic bone broth, which by the way is a delicious combo. If I ate the chocolate bar first, does it mean I’ve lost my southern California girl roots?
If so, please send help. My family will want me back at some point.