Authenticity is Physical
What would I do if I knew I was completely supported?
I glanced up at the top left corner of the sliding door (the only door in and out of our tiny house) and spotted a post-it note with my husband’s handwriting on it. It said, “In the fields.”
If you knew me five years ago and I told you this was in my future… a tiny house on a farm, this handwritten note pressed to the glass, a life slower and simpler than I ever imagined, you might have been confused. I probably would have been too. And yet here I am. So how could I possibly speak to authenticity when even a few years ago, I would’ve been shocked to meet this version of myself?
Because the journey, through detours, ‘dark nights’, healing, and embodying, has brought me back to my soul self. The one I always was beneath the conditioning and the fear. The one who was quietly waiting to be heard.
For me, it took a cancer diagnosis to finally hear her. That wake-up call was loud, to say the least, but it cracked me open. It pushed me to stop numbing, to stop performing, and to start feeling. Really feeling. And in that self-reflection (with guidance from To Be Magnetic ) came one of the most powerful questions I’ve ever asked myself:
What would I do if I knew I was completely supported?
Not just financially or logistically, but deeply, emotionally supported. If every person in my life stood behind my boldest dreams, what would I change? Would I still have the same career? Would I live in the same place? Would my circle of friends stay the same? Would my days feel the same?
Maybe you’ve asked yourself something similar. Or maybe that question terrifies you. It did for me. The first time I tried to answer, my mind went blank. And the images I did conjure felt like someone else’s life. That emptiness was revealing. It showed me just how far I’d drifted from my truth.
Mornings & evenings I usually throw on a dress and a hat, and with excitement I go check on the flowers & veggies.
So, here’s what I’ve learned. When we ignore the quiet urges of our soul, when we suppress our instincts, when we swallow emotions to fit someone else’s mold, those choices don’t vanish. They stay. That energy doesn’t disappear, it gets stuck. Some might call it stagnant qi. Others call it stress, burnout, anxiety, or just “not feeling like myself.”
At first, it’s subtle. A tightness in the chest. An electricity shooting through the body. A gut or sleep that’s off. Even waking up in the morning feeling bummed at the start of a new day. But over time, the body reflects this stagnant qi through skin issues, fatigue, hair thinning, a dull ache you can’t quite place. This isn’t random. It’s the body’s way of waving the red flag, trying to bring us back into alignment.
We’ve all been taught to override those signals. To scroll past them. To silence them with alcohol, with weed, with work, with worry. But what if we paused instead? What if we listened?
Authenticity is not just a mental or emotional state. (This is important) It’s a physical one. It feels like a steady hum, almost a tickle, throughout the body. A gentle warmth that releases the tension of holding in your belly. It feels like arriving home, and if you're lucky, some days it feels like sunshine radiating from your heart.
What I’ve realized is the most beautiful part? It’s not just about you. When you live authentically, you don’t just heal yourself. You help heal your family, your community and the world. You give others permission to come alive, too. There’s a space in this life that only you can fill. Your truth matters, and when you live it fully, you stop resisting life. The path that’s really meant for you unfolds. And your energy begins to flow.
So take a moment to breathe. Place your hand on your chest and ask:
What would I do if I knew I was completely supported?
Let that be your compass. Write down your response and let it lead you back to the most radiant version of you. The one who’s been here all along.