meeting the new mortimer
Once upon a time I would have seen it as a failure that I didn’t do what I said I would do. Beat myself up, criticise myself, berate myself for ‘not being good enough’ or ‘comparing myself to others or my past wins’, calling myself ‘a loser’. In this instance, write a blog every day to hold myself aligned to the energy of ‘the brilliant years.’
But since then, I have learnt compassion & consideration. I also recognise the last time I set a daily blog challenge, my life was very different. I was healing. Writing was part of my healing, grieving, restoring my strength and writing to gather my thoughts about a situation I didn’t understand.
Yesterday, I did not write a blog purely on the basis that I chose not to.
After a day of being boiled alive in a little tin can of a polo in 32 heat with a very hot dog & 2 teenagers (one hungover, the other grumpy he was missing the Wimbledon final & the 4G was not consistent as we passed through Bristol) ….
And then arriving home to find BBQ ready and waiting for us, kindly prepared by Morts..
I was not in the best frame of mind to write, nor did I think it would go down too well if I disappeared to ‘write’.
I am also thinking I need to ‘rethink’ how and when I write, reflect, sometimes rewire my thoughts or re-tune my energies to ‘brilliance’.
In the last week, I wrote on my knee in bed which goes totally against all my learnings about no screens before bed, no tech in the bedroom.
So I am going to try writing early, when my mind is fresh as there are certain things I want to reflect and ponder on tonight, but my brain is tired from a day of client sessions, restocking the fridge & pantries and re-establishing my health rituals. My life is full and while I am devoted to my writing, know the benefits of it, I also don’t want writing to become a chore or ‘just another thing to add to my very long list of jobs’.
I want this experience of writing to be because I want to, desire to, enjoy it, have something I want to hash out on paper to get clear & form my own belief or opinion on….or have a memory I want to commemorate.
And the latter, is something I want today’s blog to remind me of.
Because the most brilliant thing about today, was meeting the new edition to the Mortimer family. A German Short Haired Pointer who will be coming home with us in 4 weeks; today we just got to cuddle him and name him….
There was really only one name for him, given his older brother is Rocky.
His pedigree name is ‘Ingbarrow Titan’.
But he will go by the name of Rambo.
He will be the perfect addition to our family, fitting right in, with the biggest character, the liveliest, pushing against all boundaries, no limitations and even escaping his pen… loves his food, sleep and snuggling against his family.
From my bedroom in North yorkshire, to yours… this is your reminder to be brilliant in the boardroom, the bedroom & in your body.
Love always
Ali xo
#remindertobebrilliant #thebrilliantyears #livebrilliantlyalive
Meeting Rambo
We have a four week count down until Ingbarrow Titan Rambo joins us at Number 54.
“The next area I’m ready to lean into is consistency in my wellness—building practices that truly nourish me, not just fit into a routine. With Ali’s support, I’m approaching that with more curiosity, compassion, and trust than ever before.”
