New York City. Old loft building. I enter it through a heavy wooden door. Looks like warm cherry with a reddish tint. There’s a living space as soon as I enter the apartment. I walk into what I think is the kitchen. Instead, it’s a long, narrow room with a bar counter. There’s still a bunch of stuff the previous resident left. The walls are floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. They are filled with old, dusty books. It’s a library. The structure is dark, heavy, and gnarly. Almost no natural lighting. At the end of the room is a small stage where musicians perform. It’s a bar. It’s a venue. It’s a gathering place inside the apartment.
Every year around this time, I dream of this exact loft and library bar.
I raised a puppy to realize that living with a dog was not for me. In today's bittersweet episode, I reflect on the time I was a dog mommy and the realizations I gained about my desires and preferences.
Today, I'm feeling extra candid. Hear me elaborate on how clearing physical, digital, and habitual clutter associated with the past has given me clarity, contentment, and peace.
Talk to Fa Podcast - “Declutter for Peace” (S1 E9)
This is the topic I've been sitting on for a long time, and I'm excited to share it with you.
Everything I do stems from my desire for authenticity. Looking back on my early teenage years, I remember my social anxiety led me to understand others, which eventually inspired me to understand myself.
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Listen to the episode “Social Anxiety to Authenticity” on Spotify and Apple Podcasts.
Today, I'm giving myself self-therapy and diving into a vulnerable place. A visitor from the past left me in pain and sorrow, and at the same time, reminded me of how far I've come in my personal growth and what I don’t want in life moving forward.
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It’s wild how much I’ve grown just in the past few years, especially since 2021.
A friend recently said to me, “Fa, I don’t know anyone who’s done more work on themselves than you have internally and externally.” The old me would have been too dismissive to receive that statement. Now, I own it.
It’s true. I’ve done an unbelievable amount of work to update and elevate myself. All with intention. I carried and was projected so much fucking baggage and karma from the previous generations, family members, and many people I crossed paths with. Every time the universe threw me a challenge, I gave it all of myself and faced it head-on.
I want to recognize and celebrate this feeling. The ease and peace I feel without needing much. The kind of confidence that comes from tapping into authenticity. My boundaries are stronger than ever. The love I feel for myself and others is unmatched. I’m glowing from within.
I’m excited for what’s about to come. I have this inexplicable hunch that miracles will happen to me. And when they do, I won’t be surprised.
