The Birth of TidyWild

Aug 18, 2020
2 min read

Updated: Jan 27

GOODBYE to the old me who doesn't take care of the Future Me, hello to people who struggle

Right at this very moment I'm saying goodbye to my old life and welcoming in a woman I've had waiting inside me for years.

Her name is TidyWild.

The name came to me after a life coach urged to me to do whatever it took to get to the bottom of what was bothering me.

That weekend, the ReWild painting above popped out, and soon after, the TidyWild Manifesto popped out. They feel like friends who've been waiting a long time for me to say hello.

Hello, Goodbye and a Glitch

In saying hello to TidyWild, I'm saying goodbye to the woman who hides from feelings, who gives in to compulsions when stressed, who "checks out" and doesn't talk to anyone when feeling down.

I'm saying goodbye to the woman who leaves messes so long they become clutter magnets, who eats crappy food often and drinks too much wine and sneaks smokes.

I'm saying goodbye to the me that doesn't walk-cook-clean-meditate because I "don't feel like it right now" even though I know I'll feel better if I do. I'm saying goodbye to the me that doesn't do yoga because some part of me is hurting – I know the poses that will get me through and take me to the other side of my pain.

In saying goodbye to that me, I'm saying hello to the TidyWild Woman, who can be both wild and tidy, who knows where my sh*t is when I want it.

And in saying goodbye to the old me, I'm saying hello to each new day full of health and deep love – for myself and others.

In saying goodbye to that me, I'm also saying hello to people who struggle, who feel these tears I cry, born of anxiety and fear and depression and the desire to forget these are all a part of me, of being alive. I'm saying

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You know what's funny? My phone died before registering the word goodbye!

I was dictating everything into my phone because I'm nursing a case of tendinitis in my right arm. It died right as I said the word goodbye and I thought all these last words were lost.

But when I fired my phone back up again, there they were...minus the word goodbye, as if the universe was asking, are you sure?

So I'm going to say it again:

GOODBYE to the old me who doesn't take care of the Future Me!

HELLO to the TidyWild Woman who's been waiting inside for the right time.

The right time is NOW.

I invite you to join me and say goodbye to the you who doesn't take care of the Future You, and to say hello to the TidyWild person waiting patiently inside you.

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