Merry Christmas Future Amanda

Hey Gorgeous Souls,

 First and foremost, I want to wish each and every single one of you a Merry Christmas. Whether you spent the holidays alone or with family I hope they were filled with so much joy, laughter, and happiness. 

And as I sit here in my feels on this Christmas day, I wanted to write a blog post because this week has been spent in some serious reflection vibes as I sat in my feelings every day this week. I wanted to write this down today so that next year I can look back and read this to myself because I feel like I will need to hear whatever this blog post says in 2022. 

Dear Amanda,

 I hope that your 2022 was filled with so much joy. I hope it was filled with all of the success and achievement that you desired. I hope that you surpassed every goal, kicked ass, impacted the world on a level we both know you are capable of, but most importantly, I hope you created all of this abundance you have now without all of the pressure that you have put on yourself this year. 

Because of the pressure you put on yourself this year, you missed out on some really amazing shit. You missed out on celebrating every milestone you hit (even though it wasn't necessarily what you wanted), you missed out on realizing how much fun you had this year with your friends, you missed out on a lot because you couldn't let go of the pressure. You made everything feel harder than it was, you made everything feel heavy, you almost made yourself hate your business. 

And I am not telling you this because I want to shame you, but I am telling you this as a reminder to yourself so that you never repeat it. Your business is your love and because of the pressure you put on yourself this year, you almost tanked it, maybe not financially, but in your soul, and you deserve so much more than that. You have worked too hard, poured too much of your soul into your business to suffocate it just because of this need to prove something. The need to prove to everyone you are worthy, the need to prove to people that you are successful, the need to prove that you deserve a seat at the table. So I truly hope in my soul that you cut that shit out real quick after you wrote this. 

I hope that 2022 was the year of your dreams, not only for your business, but for your personal life. I hope it's the year of the schedule freedom that you actually fucking used rather than sitting in your house all the time. I hope it was the year of financial freedom you desired so you and Adam can buy a sick ass new house. I hope it was the year that you set energetic boundaries that you actually stuck to. I hope it was the year that you allowed yourself to have emotional capacity for not only your clients, but for you. 

I hope it is the year you flourish, make yourself uncomfortable all the time, do things you would have never dreamed of. I hope it's the year you networked, made new friends, allowed people in and stopped being so damn guarded. I hope it's the year that you don't stop smiling, you allow yourself to cry when you need it, and you open your heart and felt every single emotion possible. I hope your heart was so full it felt like it was going to burst every second of the day.

I hope you saw beautiful places and most importantly discovered how to feel safe with yourself because you need to. You can not lie your safety in income, other people, or any of that shit, you've got to find it within yourself and I truly hope you did because you deserve it. 

And if 2022 didn't turn out the way you planned, Amanda, I want you not to be an asshole to yourself about it. I want you to forgive yourself, forgive those around you, and not let your overachiever self be a dick. You did the best you could and that is all that anyone could ask for, but I know even though you feel you didn't do well, you fucking crushed it. 

I hope you published your book this year, that you started your second one, and that you are still continuing to write in this blog and get your ass on live video when you need to work shit out. I hope you got to see the mountains, played in snow, laughed so hard you almost pissed yourself, and smiled so much your face hurt. 

Now go kick 2022 ass you stupid hoe 

Grab it by the balls and make it your bitch

Because we both know that when you set your mind to something

You can achieve the fucking impossible 

I love you,

Amanda 

If you read this and it resonated with you, I challenge you to do the same. Whether you write it today or on New Years Eve, do it. Hide the letter from yourself and open it up exactly a year later and read it. 

I love you all so much & hope you are having the most magical Christmas

Love your freakin face,

Amanda