Some years ago I figured out something about my way of thinking. I've been constantly running into these walls of imaginations. Imagine the future, your dreams your goals, your visions and these will become your great puzzle. It occurred to me that I don't do puzzles I do Tetris. Whatever shows up I will try to fit into my life. And only at the end of my life a picture will reveal itself. I will never be able to see it myself. 😁 It does challenge me and the transformation program too that I think this way because the framing is always about a puzzle hence something that is imaginable. You can't do a puzzle without the finishing picture. 🌱 "Just realized my brain doesn't work like a puzzle, it works like Tetris. No picture required, just shapes that click. My Big Rocks for the next 6 weeks: build routines and stop backing out of my own decisions. Turns out I wasn't avoiding a vision. I was refusing to fake one."

I have to get back to my blueprint. I was rereading my notes from the 5 week course and got triggered. What started as remembering the event that I was told about (as a baby my 2yr old brother tried to cut my throat-perhaps because I was getting all the attention now- and Mom caught him in time to stop it), evolved into a full blown reliving of a heated conversation with my mother after my brother's funeral. She alluded to a recent spat with my brother (who called and started ripping me and my husband over some nonsense) with an uncle and aunt from out of state . It was a very emotional time and I LOST IT. Triggered: I started reliving the conversation LOUDLY in my head... And then I took a breath. "This is over. They have passed. Continue the work." (Calm thru teardrops) Thank you @Jim Ebbelaar

I hit a quiet collapse recently — the kind where you still look “functional,” but inside you’re running on survival mode. Work pressure, job transition, deep inner work, and then losing a loved one followed by a whole heap of family drama… it all stacked up until my ADHD wiring and trauma responses collided. The shutdown was mega real. Me wanting to help others built emotional capacity wiped out by what my nervous system still sees as “ normal” a humbling experience for real and completely knocked out by it. Even with all the language I’ve learned for this, I’m realising that I am still practicing the mastery of when PTSD meets ADHD. So right now, I’m moving in small containers — 7‑day or 21‑day sprints — just enough to reduce overwhelm and keep me grounded while I rebuild. And rebuilding I Shall ✊🏾❤️🙏🏾 And here’s the part I don’t usually say: I operate in invisible mode. I’m not a natural ( nor a serial 😜) poster. Being loud and visible equalled danger!! I know what it feels like to withdraw until you disappear completely. I know the loop. I know the pattern all too well. So I’m wondering… where are the other invisible ones in this community? The quiet ones. The ones who hide when things get heavy. The ones who don’t know how to say “I’m not okay.” If that’s you, please reach out. Send a DM comment whatever feels safe. You don’t have to show up loudly — just show up. Even a whisper counts. Peace ☮️ and Love ❤️

I”m looking for an accountability partner that hates paperwork as much as I do. I NEED to get into the habit of transferring my daily notes into my prioritization system. Nothing I”ve tried has worked yet so I’m taking a different path hoping it might help. Let me know if you are interested.