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    Why Worthy Women Are Done Apologizing for Wanting More As a young girl, I was an international model—traveling the world, young, beautiful, and financially independent. I was naturally drawn to powerful, intelligent, and successful men—not because I needed anything from them, but because I admired ambition. I respected men who could build something for themselves, because I was already building something for myself. But because I was beautiful, I was labeled. Assumed. Dismissed. "Gold digger" that type of judgment made me stay away from the very type of man I was genuinely aligned with. I didn’t want to be misunderstood. So I shrunk my desires and played it safe. And for that, I paid the price. As I got older, that stigma stuck. I found myself in a pattern of relationships with users, losers, and opportunists—men who took and took and gave nothing back. Men who drained my spirit, my finances, my peace. And I let it happen, because somewhere deep down, I still felt like I ...

Dear Spiritual Gurus: I Don’t Have Time to Float in Space. I Have Shit to Do.


Let’s just get one thing straight: I’m not lazy, undisciplined, or spiritually blocked. I’m busy. I’m living real life. And while you might be out there meditating for two hours in a vortex of blissful stillness, I’ve got heat to beat, animals to feed, a business to run, and a soul that is tired of being told she’s not trying hard enough.

Here’s the truth: I tried. I bought the meditations. I followed the formulas. I did the four-week programs, the six-week programs, the breathwork, the body scans, and the inner journeys. I listened to Dr. Joe Dispenza tell me to feel my body parts in space for what felt like forever. And guess what?

I didn’t find my quantum breakthrough. I found myself pissed off and frustrated, sitting there thinking about my to-do list, the weather, and all the things I could be doing instead of floating in cosmic limbo hoping to manifest a miracle.

I’m Done Trying to Be a Perfect Student

Somewhere along the way, this work stopped feeling like transformation and started feeling like performance. Like if I didn’t do it exactly right — for the full time, every single day, in total stillness, with complete emotional presence — then it wouldn’t work.

And if it didn’t work? It was my fault. I was told I must not be "in alignment." That I was "too much in effort." That I hadn't "trusted the universe enough."

No. I trusted. I tried. And now I’m tired.

Give Me Grounding, Not Guilt

Here’s what actually works for me:

  • Grounding meditations that take 10-15 minutes.

  • Sacred geometry practices like activating the torus field.

  • Breathwork that doesn’t require me to rearrange my whole morning.

  • Practices that respect the fact that I have shit to do and a life to live.

I don’t need another spiritual homework assignment. I need tools that fit inside my life, not ones that ask me to put life on hold while I ascend into an astral waiting room.

You Can Keep Your Quantum Field. I’ll Keep My Sanity.

If the only way to change my life is to spend 30 minutes a day feeling into the edges of my nostrils in space, then honestly, that’s not a path built for humans who live in the real world.

There has to be another way. A way that honors spiritual growth and daily reality. A way that meets people where they are instead of asking them to float above their problems and pretend they don’t exist.

So no, I’m not broken. I’m just done trying to contort myself into a method that doesn’t match my soul. You can keep your cosmic body scans.

I’ll be over here building a grounded, powerful, embodied life. With dirt under my nails, intuition in my gut, and sacred geometry in my back pocket.

Beam me up, sure. But don’t leave me in space.

💫 Ready for Spiritual Support That Respects Your Time?

You don’t need another long-winded meditation that leaves you floating in space.
You don’t need a coach to “fix” you—you need someone who helps you remember you already know the way.

If you want quick, practical, powerful tools that fit into your life (not take it over), then let’s work together.

At Artful Living Coaching, I offer:

  • 🔮 5 to 15-minute rituals that reset your energy fast

  • Grounded meditations you can do while walking, sipping coffee, or dancing in your kitchen

  • 💥 Real talk coaching that cuts through the noise and gets to the truth

  • 🌀 Personalized support—not one-size-fits-all spiritual templates

Whether you’re building your intuition, navigating transition, or just trying to stay sane in a wild world, I’ll help you create a toolkit that’s rooted, efficient, and uniquely you.

📩 Message me to start your personalized Ritual Reset Session and get practices that actually fit your time, energy, and life.

Because transformation shouldn’t require a spaceship—it should meet you right where you are.

Sincerely, A Woman With Shit to Do

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