Don't talk about it, be about it (+ HNY!!! ✨📿🎆)

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January 1, 2025

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Nikka Karli

Don't talk about it, be about it (+ HNY!!! ✨📿🎆)
It really doesn't take much to talk about your vision.

To talk about what you've been thinking and dreaming about.

And no, I'm not saying speaking about your dream is the easiest thing, but it's certainly way easier than actually BEING about that dream.

We can all pay our dreams lip service.

We can all share our plans for taking over the world (a la Pinky & The Brain, of course).

And we can all convince ourselves that saying a dream out loud will give us the accountability we need in order to make moves.

Except...

EXCEPT...

Talking about something and being about it are on two completely different planes.

They're expressions of you existing on two completely different timelines.

One is an existence where you're talking about something.

The other is an existence where you're BEING about something.

Now, is sharing our dreams inherently a bad thing?

Of course not.

I mean, you might want to get reeeeaaallllll fucking selective about with whom you share your dreams.

But, sharing itself is not anathema to the dream actualizing.

However...

Just talking about your plans for your dream is not the same as being the person who lives it.

I know this is the time of year where a lot of people make plans and make moves (and sometimes just make plans to make moves).

And then they share those plans as if the sharing alone will hold their gorgeous ass to the fire and ensure they follow through on those plans.

But talking about plans is just that:

Talking.

What if instead, this year, you simply got back to the work.

The medicine work.

Of being that which you know you are... and only sometimes have forgotten.

What might shift for you, if instead of making plans you actuall did make moves?

And those moves created momentum.

And that momentum created identity shifts on a holy and erotic level within you.

And those shifts shook the foundation of who you tried to be... and invited and invoked you back down down down into who you were always going to remember and become.

What if you began to trust and believe in your magic and in your body's and nervous system's abilities to handle that depth of magic?

And not only to handle it, but to transmute it into the embodied evocation of your everything.

And if you freed up all that energy around your voice and your transmission...

Imagine what you might begin to finally speak to, around what matters most.

I bet you could definitely be about THAT shit.

As always...

Here's to your untaming,

N

P.S.:

Happy New Year, Wild One!!! ✨📿🎆

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