248: Stop visiting your future self, start becoming them

Time to snap back to reality," isn't it? But this year, something felt different while I was on holiday, and I'm going to go into this in a bit more detail because one of the mornings on holiday, I was sitting on the balcony bit of our room overlooking the sea.

Me little boy had just been in the pool having the time of his life.

The sun was shining.

It was about 30 degrees.

I had a coffee in me hand, and I just remember thinking, "I don't actually want anything more than just this moment." Now, that really caught me off guard because I'm always trying to manifest, you know, X, Y, and Z.

But for some reason, I just had that thought, "I don't actually want anything more than just this present moment." And it wasn't because me life suddenly became perfect or anything, because it didn't.

Me business still existed.

Me responsibilities were still waiting for us back home in the UK.

There were still things to sort out, decisions to make, goals I wanted to achieve.

But for the first time in a very long time, none of that felt heavy, if that makes sense.

So I wasn't checking me emails every five minutes while I was on holiday.

I wasn't wondering how me Instagram posts were performing because before I went away, I scheduled 14 days' worth of social media so that I didn't even need to go on Instagram.

I wasn't refreshing Shopify every day to see if another order had come through.

I wasn't thinking about recording podcasts because I'd already done my episode with Tamu and Karin, the last two weeks' episodes, and scheduled those to go out as well.

I wasn't writing newsletters because I'd pre-scheduled those.

I wasn't planning me next launch 'cause I've not even decided what I'm gonna launch next.

I was just there.

I was in Crete, and I was present, and that felt really unfamiliar for me.

Now, don't get us wrong.

Like I say, the holiday itself was incredible.

The sea was crystal clear.

The food was unbelievable.

I genuinely don't think I had a single food intolerance while I was there, which if you know me, it's practically headline news.

And I think I ate enough tzatziki to keep the Greek economy going for another six months.

But as lovely as all of that was, I realized something much bigger was happening.