Professional Coach | Speaker | Author
I sat there, yesterday, on my bed. My hot laptop staring right at me. My legs aching from laying flat; my middle-aged back screaming “you know, you have a desk for work now!”
But my stomach and head weren’t listening, despite the nagging. It had been three hours since my last break. All was well. All my tabs closed, well, except….
Except my personal email tab. The purple outline of my google chrome browser was still open at top of my screen, haunting me.
Are you intrested in a good read? Here are the main characters (albeit a bit older) in my best-selling book, For Cryin’ Out Loud.
Was it Miss Scarlet with the Rope in the Conservatory? Maybe. One of the below players, usually under the alias of Mom, is the prime suspect of most crimes under the kitchen roof. Especially if it involves plant-based food torture for teenagers. Wahahahaha!
read more to learn about the peeps – furry or not!Hello, beautiful. How are you, and how are you taking care of yourself these days? I have one word for you today. Ukraine. Have you been following the news? I know, even for me, who doesn’t watch much news, the crisis in Ukraine is filling up the corners of my heart’s attention.
Denis, the person who compiled my audiobook, lives in Ukraine. His house and the city where he lives, Kharkiv, are in ruins. He’s evacuating his family to a different city now. I know from the news that he, as an able-bodied man, may have to fight if things get worse.
oh no. is denis okay?Hello, beautiful soul! I hope you are well and carving out some time to get curious about how to take care of your brilliant heart these days. A lot is going on. Maybe it’s because it’s winter and the lack of green things makes me more apt to just work all the time. 🤔 Or sleep. No matter the season, don’t forget you have a big heart and light to nurture and grow.
I hope you liked the poem this week! I was thinking of you and all you do. And then I was thinking about all the different versions of ourselves that we grow into and out of in our lives because of that doing and being.
I used to joke to Stacey that, after a difficult period, like depression or when I realized I didn’t take things personally anymore, I would level up a half number. OR when Elvis let me pet him for the first time, I leveled up a whole number! I think I lost count at Heidi 15.0. 😉
And you know what helped me level up faster? Well, yes, stickers and spaghetti (my #1 comfort food!) definitely helped. But CURIOSITY. When I wasn’t beating myself up about my life, curiosity was a game-changer. That’s why I think it’s a part of building a resilient mindset. Want to know more? Watch the below!
OKAY, back to spaghetti and stickers! Everyone on the book launch ☀️ Team Sunshine ☀️gets cool stickers and an invite to a Virtual launch party and a Spaghetti Potluck. Go to heidiesther.com/sunshine to sign up and learn more today. OR watch the below!
Anyway, wishing you abundant space and to nurture and grow and feed and get curious about the beautiful soul who is you.
with love, light, and laughter,
Heidi Esther
I wrote Lovable, Loving, and Loved for you. For all the beautiful, hard-working, helping, brilliant Yous within. For all the sometimes messy, anxious, infuriated, depressed, over-worked, tired Yous within. May you take time every day to rejoice and replenish the timeless, worthy soul who is you.
click here to read the poemHello, virtual neighbor! What’s happening your way these days? How are you taking care of your big, beautiful heart? The past five days, I’ve been home with my family because of a snow storm. So, you guessed it, I had to break out the doorknockers.
oh no…i bet this isn’t good…Hello, my dear! How are you, and how’s it going this week? We are bracing for a winter storm of sorts, so I made some peach sourdough bread and unearthed the snowblower. How’s the weather your way? Would love to know how you are taking care of yourself.
Just a sweet reminder that I’m thinking of you and I am also embracing my own one-of-a-kindness. And I am understanding my energetic limits and how I need to take care of myself.
The Result? I hope you like to watch because I am sharing my messages via Facebook and Youtube every week. (I’m saving my writing for launching For Cryin’ Out Loud, writing the next book, and help with Peeling Your Onion, in case you were wondering!)
Long story short, you can find all you need on my site!
Oh! Before I forget, I have a couple conversations coming up with some very interesting folks, plus a live storytelling (TODAY ON Facebook/Youtube), and Live with Heidi and Heather is coming back on February 16.
Sending you love, light, and laughter,
Heidi Esther
Hello beautiful! How are you, and how are you taking care of yourself today? Have you had a chance to put the cold weather aside and practice gratitude for the sun bathing your bed or your favorite chair? You guessed it, my dogs and I have been jockeying over sun spots.
Me? Well, other than winter sunning, I’ve been working like a surgeon. Carefully piecing apart, investigating, and putting together how I feel about all that I’m doing. About what drains me. What brings me energy. What brings me joy. Life asks a lot of us: to take care of family, dogs, work, passions, house, bills, Facebook, volunteering, and even ingrown toenails. (Yep, I’m in-between procedures and the first was a Doozie!) So, all those important things had to be put to the side to listen.
And to do that, I had to do something that would have been impossible, just a couple years ago.
I had to show guilt the door.
How did I do this>> I had to say that rebalancing my energy, dreaming my future, and reconnecting with my joy, had to come first. I asked for help with dinner. I meditated, napped, and stayed off Facebook. I actively told myself that I am worth my dream. That it’s okay to take time to figure out what that is, if the way is unclear. That it’s okay to love myself even though I’m a hot mess. I am worth putting my happiness first.
The Result>> Once I believed in my worth and joy, there was no more guilt. I stood up for my worth and my joy, unencumbered by what others thought or did.
So, my beautiful friend, this is what I want to share with you: You are worth all the time and quiet and space you need to connect with your love, joy, and purpose. Period. Because you are a magnificent gift to our world. You are worth standing up for. 🧍♀️🥰 🌎 💕
For you>> I’m going to be chatting weekly about the path I took from an unaware, guilt-ridden, and isolated young momma to finding my joy. I call it “Peeling Your Onion”. I’ll also have some new conversations with some new friends. Also, the Live with Heidi and Heather Shows is airing monthly on YouTube, too, to talk Joy, Happiness, and Freedom.
My first “Peeling the Onion” chat airs today on my Facebook and Youtube pages. Go here to watch it live or I’ll send it to you next week via email. Would love to know if showing guilt the door is something that you would like to know more about 🙂
Hello my joyful, beautiful friend! How are you? And how are you taking care of yourself this season? I’m so CURIOUS to know…
Because, my beautiful friend, there are so many fruitful things that come out of a habit of curiosity. Being open to new ideas. Putting on your courageous panties and walking forward. Or taking care of your needs in new ways. Allowing all the parts of you to be. (Even those you are, like, “why me, God?”)
So, my dear, my wish for you. May you embrace curiosity as a way to shine the light on all parts of your beautiful, evolving, messy, limitless, sometimes-troubled, sometimes-doubting, soul. And may you allow all your gifts to have a home in your heart. No. Matter. What.
And if you would like to hear more about curiosity…
You were born as a bud on Her tree. The Mother Tree that spans infinitely in all directions. Every light and soul is with you.
You are always connected and loved by the infinite.
Her roots fed by the fire of creation, her trunk swaddled by the steadfast earth, her branches kissed by the stars.
You flourish and are fed as part of the infinite.
She ebbs and flows. She inhales and exhales as the ocean tides. She drinks and creates and blossoms and rests as a firey creator who honors her limits. She does not chide the seasons for their power over her. She is the seasons.
You rise and fall, create and rest, as part of the infinite.
And as you grow, you bud, blossom, leaf and grow fruit. Your soul manifests, through continual death and creation, into this fruit. It is painful; you rail against this connection. This Mother. What was so wrong with being a bud? Or a blossom? Or a leaf? You rage at the Mother.
Yet you ripen and fall as part of the infinite.
The most painful moment. Most of you dies. You recede into the ground. Yet, you are still awake. Inside of you is life. So you wait. And you wait. And everything is cold. You are too naked, too tired, to rage.
And then it happens.
The Mother’s roots swaddle you once more. Her roots reach out as loving arms and feed you as when you were a bud. Every light and soul is with you. Your roots grow as hands to hold hers. You break the ground and feel the warmth kissing your forehead from the heavens. Yet it is painful.
Every branch and every root you grow is pain.
You grow as a volcano whose lava scorches and regrows the skin of the mountain. Your roots continue to reach infinite others, the Mother, and the fire of creation. Your branches are held by the heavens as a doting grandmother cupping your chin in her soft wrinkled hand.
It is only then you feel a deep shift.
Your blossoms and leaves bear fruit. The light of other souls comes into your light, under your vast canopy. To be fed by you and the infinite and blossom. You cradle them with your nourishment. You share the ebb and flow. The death and rebirth. The inhale and exhale. The seasons. Until they, too, fall.
Your creation is connected to theirs and to all. At last you understand.
Your gift from the Mother is love. Your gift to the world is love. You are always connected and loved.
