hello lovely, I’m Anne Marie!
For a long time,
I associated sunrise with the regret and shame of facing another morning after another night before.
A new dawn of feeling disappointed about not being able to keep my promise to myself of not having wine after work or bypassing my “just one mimosa” rule at brunch with friends.
Daylight was a time of recoiling instead of opening, and I often hurried to get through it only to numb the shame by repeating a pattern that was no longer serving me.
My journey toward sobriety came with a lot of stops and starts. I would quit drinking for a bit, but then there was a birthday party or vacation.
I would quit again, but then I would compare my drinking to others and declare myself “not that bad” and ignore my intuition that I was not living in alignment with my soul. Honestly, before my last day one, there were probably 50 day ones before
I wish I knew each new beginning was a return to the light within me.
A soft breeze fanning the tiny spark that dwelled deep within me to be fully alive.
It didn’t matter if hope or grief fueled them.
Each and every time I returned to myself was a dagger of light piercing shame and regret, illuminating the way forward and a slow-burning realization that we get as many tries as we get sunrises.
I see mornings differently these days.
While I may not be eager to pull back from the comfort of the covers on a January morning, I am eager to welcome the opportunity that comes with a new day to reset and recommit to my healing journey.
Even on the days—especially on the days—when it feels as though the sun may never shine again, I know the renewal of a "yes" or "I will try" or "here I am again" amplifies the light and guides the way.
We get to recover together.
Nothing delights me more than helping others find their way home to the light within themselves.
Nothing brings me greater joy than accompanying people on the journey of reclaiming their inherent worth and living a life of liberation.
This is the work of saving our lives, and thankfully, we get to recover together. And if you are ready, I’m here to walk with you.
With my whole heart,
Anne Marie
