A handful of years ago and up until a few years ago, I lost some of my essence, some of my self love and confidence. I chose to go to college and study. I was away from my loves, my family, and in a strange place with a bunch of people I didn’t know, focusing on something I didn’t know how I wanted to apply to my life. Maybe this is typical- college age being kind of like a second puberty- where you’re figuring yourself and your life out.
So what was the trigger? What changed to make me start to seek my self actualization? I don’t remember, but I do remember wanting to spend some time doing one of the things that made me smile: playing with clothes. So I moved to Los Angeles from San Francisco and suddenly it was like I was given permission to cherish and show off my physical looks (maybe a little too much at times, out of proportion with letting our insides shine too; our personality and humanity, for example). I was also in a world where there are a TON of people playing with clothes. The ones I’m referring to in particular are known as Fashion Stylists.
So now I gave myself permission to indulge and show off my physical self more than I had in the previous few years, as well as play with clothes as a Stylist to see how I liked it.
I was MUCH happier.
But then I found out I didn’t like the way I was playing with clothes, or the values of the people in this industry (generally speaking), and I was broke.
The passionate, fashion and style skilled creative person I was being was losing some faith and self love. I wanted to really genuinely make a difference in people’s lives (not just helping them dress up for a show or a shoot), I wanted to be more connected with the friends I chose, and I wanted to be closer with my family. I wanted to make more money, I wanted to make my own hours, and I also got this idea that I wanted to become wealthy. To not just trade my time for money for decades, but to become wealthy meaning I choose when I want to work because everything’s already paid for at the beginning of every month. I didn’t want to be STILL hustling in my 50’s like my Mom is. Btw, she soon won’t be because I’m going to relieve her.
So all of these desires existed, and at this time I felt powerless. Then I got cancer and was brought home again to my family, and then I knew everything would be ok. Conquering cancer has given me lots of time to probe myself, read great books and listen to great audios, develop myself, become more connected, and find out how to live the way I desire: making a genuine difference in people’s lives. See KacieMay.com for my mission statement. With the journey I’m on I now feel grateful, joyful, and am becoming fulfilled.
I hope this blog has touched you in some way, and I’m here to help you love yourself and feel beautiful, and get paid what you’re worth. Also if you like this blog, share it with your friends and follow me.
Lots of love,
Kacie
And P.S. In the comments below, share with us what makes you love yourself and feel beautiful, and if it applies also share a time when you lacked self love or didn't feel beautiful, and what you did or who you became to turn it all around.
