Why motivation isn't enough

Why motivation isn't enough

How many times have you found yourself thinking, “I just can’t get motivated.” “I don’t have the motivation to make it happen.”

Y’all, what if I told you there will never be enough motivation to keep you going every single day? What if motivation isn’t enough?

Motivation will forever come and go. We’ll have down days. We’ll have distractions. We’ll have celebrations and events. We’ll have….fill in the blank here. Because I think you’re getting my point. Motivation just isn’t always there. If we go solely off motivation to keep us going day in and day out, we’re not likely to meet our goals. 

So then, now what? 

My experience has told me you have to have a strong enough why and belief in yourself to make it happen. If you don’t have those things, even your days of motivation are going to be done haphazardly, because there’s no real direction or belief you’ll be able to continue on the hard days. The days motivation doesn’t care to show up. 

So I encourage you to find your why; your big reason for your goals. What almost brings you to tears or makes you cringe if you don’t reach your goals? 

Then pick up some personal development and start loving on yourself! Move your body, choose foods that fuel your body and mind. Don’t say things to yourself you wouldn’t allow your best friend to say to herself. Because y’all, our minds believe everything we tell it. 

I promise it will be hard. Learning to love myself is quite possibly the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Loving others comes easily. But if you don’t take care of you, how are you going to truly take care of others? You can’t fill from an empty cup. 

I also promise the effort is well worth it.

Start making you a priority. Start with loving you. The rest will fall into place. Even on days motivation doesn’t show up.

You owe it to yourself to show up for you as much, and then some, as you do for others. You are worth it. You deserve the very best. You are enough. You are amazing. 

Now, go look in a mirror and read that last paragraph back to yourself. 

xoxo Angela

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Tomato Basil Soup & Mediterranean Grilled Cheese

Tomato Basil Soup & Mediterranean Grilled Cheese
Ask and you shall receive! 

I'm not one to blog a lot about food, at least when it comes to giving out recipes.  I'm that type of person that if I go to a blog for a recipe, I just really want to grab the recipe and be on my way. So I'm going to make this short and sweet for y'all! 

I recently shared on social media pics of homemade tomato basil soup and Mediterranean grilled cheese. It garnered quite the attention and had some asking for the recipe. So...here you go! Hope you enjoy it as much as we did! 

I'd love to hear what you think in the comments below! And if you're looking for more healthy recipes and meal plans, I invite you to check out my Intro to Healthy Eating mini-course.  It's chock-full of goodies!

Tomato Basil Soup
Taken from Fixate Cookbook
Serves: 8 (1 cup each)
- 4 tsp olive oil
- 1/2 cup chopped carrots
- 1/2 cup chopped onions
- 2 tsp dried basil leaves
- 1 (28 oz) canned tomatoes - I used stewed tomatoes
- 3 cups low-sodium vegetable broth
- 3/4 tsp sea salt
- 1 1/2 cups unsweetened almond milk
- shredded parmesan cheese
- sliced fresh basil leaves

1. Heat oil in medium saucepan over medium-high heat.
2. Add carrots, onions, and dried basil; cook, stirring frequently 4-5 minutes, or until onions are translucent.
3. Add tomatoes, broth, and salt; cook, stirring frequently 2-3 minutes or until it reaches a gentle boil. Reduce heat to low. Gently boil 15 minutes.
4. Place soup in blend, in 2 or more batches if needed; blend until smooth.
5. Return soup to saucepan. Add almond milk; cook over medium-low heat, stirring frequently 1-2 minutes or until heated through. Do not let soup come to a boil.
6. Garnish with parmesan and fresh basil.

Mediterranean Grilled Cheese
Found on Pinterest and adapted by me ;) 
- bread
- butter
- block feta, sliced
- spinach
- red onion, sliced
- tomato, sliced
- kalamata olives, sliced

1. Butter bread
2. Layer all other ingredients (they will likely spill over)
3. Grill sandwich on one side, carefully flip and grill second size

Learning to love me again

Learning to love me again

“You’ve changed.” 

“You’re right. I have. And I have no intention of ever going back." 

This was a very brief conversation I had with my ex-husband shortly before our marriage completely crumbled. He had been great at making excuses for why he couldn’t (or wouldn’t) be the man I met and married. He had changed, and not for the better, in our short 5 years of marriage. 

He threw his comment “You know what? You’ve changed too.” back at me. I thought for a second. He wasn’t wrong. I had changed. I was still changing. I was on a very important journey and had no intention of slowing down or going back. 

I had been introduced to a world of self-care, self-love, and self-discovery. My new world was surrounded by people who not only wanted the same for themselves, but cheered me on in my own journey. 

I was loading myself up with daily personal-development, attending team calls with like-minded people, working out regularly, learning how to fuel my body with healthy foods, attending in-person events with tens to thousands of others on similar journeys, with a similar purpose and goal in mind. Why, oh why, would I stop? And go back to a me who constantly questioned herself, had no self-worth whatsoever, and no clue which way was up and which way was down? Absolutely never! 

And why? Why would someone who claimed to love and want to protect me want me to? 

Y’all, I had changed. He had changed. Neither of us was budging. I was told to leave our home and never come back. I did. With no car, no money to my name (he had taken our joint account $700 in the negative to be sure), no job, and no home to call my own. But I left with my life. I left with my sanity. I left with my head held high, knowing that I had absolutely made the right decision, even if it was a hard one and hurt. 

That was 5 years ago. I’m still on my journey. I’ve had minor set backs here and there. But I’ve kept my promise to never go back. I’ve kept my promise to continually work on me. And I’ve had so many people on my side, cheering me on the whole time. 

Y’all, know your worth. Refuse to settle or set your entire being aside for another. You can’t fill from an empty cup. And you are so, so important to this world.

Trusting the flow

Trusting the flow

I’ve never been a new year’s resolution kind of person. If I’m going to set a goal, I’m going to set a goal. No matter what time of year it is. And research has shown that the majority of those who do set resolutions for the new year, rarely stick with them.

I am however a word of the year kind of girl. I like having a word as a theme or focus for my year. I’ve done this the last couple years or so. And while I may not consciously think about my word every day, it seems to find its way into my life regularly.

I tend to start thinking about my word Novemberish. I look for clues and let thoughts run through my mind to see if anything stands out. I turned several over in my mind the last couple months. I even did a 5 day exercise to help me find my word. And I really enjoyed the process (you can find it here). It brought up words like successful, confidence, unwavering (I really liked that one), brave, and a few others. I almost settled on focus.

But that’s not how I found my word. My words found me. Yep, words. Two of them. Flow and trust. Different times, different situations. But they both showed up and wouldn’t leave me alone. So I’m letting them both stay.

I have no doubt I need both in my life. I need them to be ever present. I need to learn how to trust myself again. I’ve come to understand that I haven’t truly done so in years. Years of making bad decisions instead of going with your gut instinct and allowing those bad decisions to influence how you think and feel about yourself will do that. 

As for flow…it just brings me peace of mind. Not in a go with the flow as if you have no control kind of way. But in an “I’m going to let things flow naturally” kind of way. I’m ready to let my ideas, creativity and authenticity flow. I’m ready to stop questioning and worrying about what others think and let things be as they should. Let me be as I should. 

Here’s to 2022 and letting my words show up. I’m trusting the flow.

Do you have a word for the year? I'd love to hear it and your process of finding your word.

Goodbye 2021. Hello 2022.

Goodbye 2021. Hello 2022.

Oooh, what a year 2021 has been! 

I initially chose fearless for my word. I should have chosen adventure or change. Because that was certainly the theme of the year! But I suppose fearless doesn’t necessarily mean without fear, as much as it means less fear, right? So maybe it was the right word after all. 🤔 

I’m any case, it was a year for the books! A cross country move, that took way more time and adjusting than I ever imagined. Not that that’s a bad thing. It just commanded a lot of my attention and put some other things on hold. I’m not complaining about it at all. I’d do it all over again. (You can read more about our move in my last 3 blogs.)

We began planning our move from Colorado to Alaska in January. Packed up and headed out end of March. Hit Alaskan ground first of April. I started a job, we moved into an apartment, Brandon started his job in June. A job that would have him commute by plane on a two week rotational schedule. 

Talk about change and adventure! 

Of course we made sure to spend some of our long summer days exploring Alaska, and made sure to make some of those explorations happen with my girls and son-in-law. 

I then left my job as a case manager and went back to work for schools. Two weeks later covid paid us a visit. Here we are two months later and it’s still holding on to some extent. It realllly likes me! 

Still though, life is good. We’re finally settling into what life here means for us and working hard to make our dreams and goals come true. I’ve made some amazing friends, who it somehow feels have always been a part of my life. I feel like Alaska has always been home, even though it’s insanely cold right now and my fibromyalgia body doesn’t appreciate it much. But at this point in life I wouldn’t be anywhere else. 

Thank goodness change and adventure are my comfort zone! 2021 has been a wild ride! I can’t wait to see what 2022 holds!!

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