Celebration is CRUCIAL to a wholesome human life

A lot of us look at celebration as if it’s superfluous, unnecessary, or a luxury we can’t afford. 

But, what even is a celebration anyway? 

Growing up, it was often some form of food, often sweet. Not the healthiest option. 

Google/Oxford defines celebration as “the action of marking one's pleasure at an important event or occasion by engaging in enjoyable, typically social, activity.” (Don’t love this.)

To me, celebration is an acknowledgement of our progress and a proclamation of our hope. 

And the thing is, if we don’t acknowledge or really anchor ourselves to our progress then we’re creating an uphill road to maintain the progress. Our minds are programmed to stay the same, to seek the familiar, to maintain the status quo, not take risks, not be uncomfortable. 

So when we overcome this inertia, we should be PROUD! 

Celebrations cement our progress and add momentum to the positive experiences we’re lucky enough to have. 

The TRUTH is: we can’t afford NOT to celebrate. 

The truth is: every day is a freaking miracle and we need to act like it. 

And the more we incorporate these truths into our lives, into our choices, into our plans, the easier it is for us to be happy. It becomes our second nature. 

When you’re going about your day with the visceral knowledge that you’re taking part in a very special thing - existence on Earth - you just don’t take silly things seriously anymore. You’re tuned into the beauty, the truth. That’s your emotional home base now. Wouldn’t that be nice? 

You deserve that. You deserve to elevate your experience as much as possible. And it’s infinitely possible.

We only have one precious life (at least in these bodies, lol) and celebration helps elevate our experience, allowing us to show that we honor the privilege of being alive! 

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Unlike a cake, a song never gets moldy, nor does it spike your blood sugar.

It never goes out of style, can never be broken, and can be shared countless times instantly all over the world.

And it’s zero calories. It’s literally the perfect gift. 

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My Mind is a Freaking Kingdom

This poem has always been my favorite. It’s also my mom’s favorite poem. And it was her father’s too. I think that’s as far back as it goes.

This idea is SO IMPORTANT. For me, it’s all about self-liberation and appreciating everything you have.

Let me know what you get out of this!

Hear me read this gorgeous work on the Self-Help Songwriter Podcast if you REALLY want to feel it in your bones.

MY MIND TO ME A KINGDOM IS

by Sir Edward Dyer

MY mind to me a kingdom is;

  Such present joys therein I find,

That it excels all other bliss

  That earth affords or grows by kind:

Though much I want that most would have,         

Yet still my mind forbids to crave.

No princely pomp, no wealthy store,

  No force to win the victory,

No wily wit to salve a sore,

  No shape to feed a loving eye;         

To none of these I yield as thrall;

For why? my mind doth serve for all.

I see how plenty surfeits oft,

  And hasty climbers soon do fall;

I see that those which are aloft         

  Mishap doth threaten most of all:

They get with toil, they keep with fear:

Such cares my mind could never bear.

Content I live, this is my stay;

  I seek no more than may suffice;         

I press to bear no haughty sway;

  Look, what I lack my mind supplies.

Lo, thus I triumph like a king,

Content with that my mind doth bring.

Some have too much, yet still do crave;         

  I little have, and seek no more.

They are but poor, though much they have,

  And I am rich with little store;

They poor, I rich; they beg, I give;

They lack, I leave; they pine, I live.         

I laugh not at another’s loss,

  I grudge not at another’s gain;

No worldly waves my mind can toss;

  My state at one doth still remain:

I fear no foe, I fawn no friend;         35

I loathe not life, nor dread my end.

Some weigh their pleasure by their lust,

  Their wisdom by their rage of will;

Their treasure is their only trust,

  A cloakèd craft their store of skill;         

But all the pleasure that I find

Is to maintain a quiet mind.

My wealth is health and perfect ease,

  My conscience clear my chief defence;

I neither seek by bribes to please,         

  Nor by deceit to breed offence:

Thus do I live; thus will I die;

Would all did so as well as I!