the week my body stopped me

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Hello love,

Two weeks ago on Monday morning, I started my week as usual, my head buzzing with ideas and my body riding good energy, completely unaware of what was about to come.

A few hours later, in the middle of our first co-working session of the week in the Soulful Biz Club, my eyes gave out. Spots of light made it impossible to read certain words on my screen or on the page.

My first reaction? Fear, honestly.

About half an hour later, I told Alex (my husband) that something was wrong, and that's when the migraine started.

It was the first one that week.

The body has this incredibly powerful language that makes it impossible to ignore. A way to remember what it's been through, and to make you pause for it, no matter what your plans are.

If you too have lost someone, perhaps you know what I'm talking about.

It’s been a year since my father passed away. On the 17th of June, he told me goodbye on the phone, knowing that he wouldn't have the strength to speak, knowing he would be waiting for the end to come, asking for privacy for his last moments on earth.

For two weeks, I braced myself, knowing he would leave any day now, but unable to speak with him, unable to be with him.

Needless to say, it was excruciating. He finally left us on July 2nd.

And so when we hit the one-year mark, although I didn't make plans to feel it all again, my body made sure that I would make space to remember, and process the pain once again.

Like an injunction, an unstoppable demand.

During these last two weeks, doing the bare minimum was my own maximum.

And this is the reminder that I want to share with you today:

The only requirement of you, every day, is that you do your own maximum.

Show up for yourself, for what truly matters to you. Make sure you're clear about what truly matters to you. And do your very own best.

Not my best. Not that famous coach's best. Not even your ideal self’s version of "best."

Your own, today, at your own capacity.

Accept that this gauge, "your best", changes every day.

Sometimes it might be so little that you'll only be able to brush your teeth. Other days, you might be able to lift mountains.

Tend to your needs, to your wounds the way you’d care for your child’s. Don’t exile them like they don’t belong. Welcome them into your body, into your words, onto the paper.

That’s how we build a life and a business that honour the truth of who we are.

Power and light,

Jessica

P.S. Have you ever had a time when your body told you to stop even if your mind didn’t want to? What did you learn from it? I’d love to hear, if you feel like sharing.

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Hi! I'm Jessica Tefenkgi Ruelle, and I help sensitive & ambitious women run their sustainable business, minus the overwhelm.

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