Not your typical love-and-light bullsh*t. Just my subtle (okayyyy, sometimes NOT-so-subtle đ) way of calling you OUT & calling you BACK to yourself, all while reminding you you're not alone in any of this.
Work, Family, & the Endless âYesâ
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Picture this: your boss (or maybe your mom, your partner, your friend) asks you for âjust one more thing.â Youâre already drowning, but before you even take a breath, the word is out of your mouth: Yes. Later that night, youâre lying awake, replaying it all: Why didnât I just say no? Hereâs the truth: discernment shows up in boundaries. Itâs the pause between the ask and the answer. Itâs the quick body checkâtight chest? heavy sigh?âthat tells you your âyesâ is really a âno.â But conditioning whispers, âDonât disappoint them. Donât rock the boat. Donât be difficult.â And so you overgive, overextend, and overlook your own needs. You push down your exhaustion, your resentment, your truth and you teach your body that everyone elseâs comfort matters more than your own peace. Thatâs why the yes feels heavy instead of light. Thatâs why you lie awake at night, wide-eyed and restless, wondering how youâll find the energy to pour from a cup thatâs already bone dry. Discernment in boundaries isnât about becoming cold or selfish, but about reclaiming that tiny pause before the answer spills out of your mouth. Itâs about noticing: Does this request expand me, or does it drain me? At Sacred Circle, we practice this muscle together:relearning the pause, reclaiming our no, and rewriting what boundaries mean. Will we see you there? X, |
Jess Leone
Not your typical love-and-light bullsh*t. Just my subtle (okayyyy, sometimes NOT-so-subtle đ) way of calling you OUT & calling you BACK to yourself, all while reminding you you're not alone in any of this.
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