Hey Reader,
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I'm in the air (quite literally).
As you're reading this, I'm somewhere between Europe and Bali, doing my seasonal migration back to the island :)

So this letter isn’t really about business.
But then again… everything in life is connected.
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How we are with ourselves in one place tends to get reflected in another (life’s a mirror).
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I always get this nostalgic feeling when I’m leaving places (which happens a lot).
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You know that strange space when something is ending and something new is about to begin? The bridge.
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​For me, there’s something about being on that bridge that makes me look in both directions.
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⇢ I look back at everything that’s happened.
⇢ And then I look ahead at everything that might happen.

Which means I very conveniently skip the bit in the middle. The Now.
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​And I’ve realised I do this in other parts of my life too. I’m very good at moving.
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Onto the next idea.
The next goal.
The next thing I want to create.
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Last week I signed three new clients. Woohoo. A win.
And I am genuinely excited about the work we’re going to do together and the things they’re moving towards.
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But the thing is… I didn’t really celebrate myself.
​In fact, I can’t even remember the last time I celebrated myself for anything, really.
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I acknowledged it… “Yay, three new clients.”
And immediately moved on. The next thing.
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​I caught myself in the pattern and I shared it with my sister… and she asked me: “How would you be if you did celebrate yourself?”​
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What would it feel like?
What would the sensations be?

And I kept coming back to that question.

For me, it’s lightness. Joy. My body full of excitement… just really having a moment with the win… before I start reaching for the next thing.
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And maybe that’s the bit I’ve been missing. Celebration isn’t necessarily a thing I need to do.

I don’t need champagne.
Or big party with it.
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Maybe celebration is letting a win land. Pausing in it for moment.
​Feeling the joy of something I’ve created, done, changed or moved through before my brain goes… “Cool. What’s next?”
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​Because otherwise we’re always moving… but never really arriving.
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So that’s my little reflection from somewhere in the sky this Friday.
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And perhaps one for you too…
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​What is your flavour of celebration?
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​Not externally.
Internally.
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How does it feel in your body when you’re really proud of yourself?
When something lands?
When you let yourself have the win?
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Can you access a little bit of that feeling… right now?

Maybe pick one thing from this week. Big. Small. Mundane. Whatever. And just let yourself have it for a minute :)​
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Happy weekend
Inga
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