Happy Sacred Sunday!
On this Easter morning, I am about 9,000 feet above sea level, skiing in the mountains of Colorado.
The sun has just started to rise, and I am sitting all by myself in front of the fireplace, reflecting on the meaning of this Sunday.
Whether you are celebrating Easter, Passover, or simply enjoying the sacredness of a Sunday morning… this day collectively symbolizes liberation, redemption, resurrection, and the beginning of a new season.
Today is a day of celebration and joy. A day of hope.
Every year, on this day, I read an affirmation that I wrote back in 2020.
I Will Rise:
To rise is to go higher; to come up from where you are sitting, kneeling, or lying. When we think of rising, we think of ascending toward the sky.
There will be times in your life when you are given an opportunity to rise. Either you’ll be faced with tragedy, pain, or hardship… or with a new beginning, season, cycle, chapter, or adventure.
Sometimes you get to consciously decide to step into a new beginning, and sometimes life circumstances will force it upon you. Either way, in all of these moments, there are parts of you that will die in the process. That is when you get to decide if you will resurrect as a new version of yourself.
Know that no matter what you’re going through — you can rise.
You can rise from the dark. You can rise from pain. You can rise from failure.
You can also rise into a new identity, a new career, or a more self-confident version of yourself.
When you decide to rise, even if you don’t know how or when, you will find the strength and support to overcome your obstacles. And you will grow into a better version of yourself.
Today, I want you to affirm this: “I am a powerful, resilient being. I am in training for something bigger. I am rising.”
Yesterday, I got to the slopes to ski and was confronted with deep fear… once again.
I’ve skied a handful of times since I met my husband at 25. And every time, I start scared.
You’d think that because I’ve done it before, at some point I would feel more at ease… but I don’t.
Maybe it’s because I don’t ski consistently, so every time feels like the first time.
Before I get up there, I visualize myself skiing perfectly. I spend time declaring affirmations. I remind myself that my legs are strong, that I am fit and capable, and that I have done this before.
I prepare myself mentally as best as I know how.
But the one thing I haven’t been able to do… is avoid the feeling.
My heart races. I feel a burning sensation in the pit of my stomach. My chest tightens.
For years, I thought, “If I can just get better, then I won’t feel this way anymore.”
So I would ski with the hope that I would overcome the fear and finally feel at ease.
Yesterday, for the first time, I thought… maybe I just shouldn’t ski.
My husband decided not to ski this year because he no longer enjoys it. He’s done it for so long, and he’s complete with it. So I was tempted to sit this one out with him.
But I decided not to quit. Because I wasn’t complete with skiing. I was just scared.
And for the first time, I chose to handle my feelings differently.
Instead of wishing I felt different, I became the observer of myself.
I noticed my human self feeling so scared. I felt compassion for that version of me. And I gave her permission to feel her feelings… and to have the courage to do it anyway.
I don’t know why this human version of me feels these things.
But I do know that rising isn’t reserved for the fearless.
That realization empowered me yesterday.
I embraced what was. I used the experience as an opportunity to get comfortable with fear. I surrendered to the emotions, understanding that they didn’t have to go away for me to be okay.
I went at my own pace (a true turtle’s pace!), breathed through it, and with every run, it got a little easier.
And today… I’ll be back out on the mountain.
I may not be liberated from the feeling of fear, but I will liberate myself from judging it.
That’s what rising is all about.
It’s rising above the mental limitations that keep us trapped. It’s becoming the observer of the experience instead of believing we are the experience.
The experience is the teacher. The student’s challenge is to surpass the experience.
And that brings me back to this Sunday.
As we commemorate a new season through Easter and Passover, the invitation is simple:
Learn from your experiences — don’t judge them. Allow yourself to rise despite the fear, without needing the fear to be different.
That is the gift of this day.
And on this week’s episode of Bliss’n Up, we are resetting our intentions as we step into April.
A new month. A new season. A new intention. A new day.
May you bask in the glory of a fresh start.
Sending you so much love, and a heart full of hope.
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